A week before Christmas as I was reflecting with gratitude on all who planned to join us for the big day, including my daughter and her hu...

       I used to play my violin in this attic room. The mountain vista drew the music from my fingers as if I were playing to some celesti...

  Memories of Cancer 2017 Readers of my blog posts might see a resemblance to a post I wrote in December 2022. You might be new to my posts...

                                                                 I hurried into the department store, glad to be out of the bitterly cold De...

  (I have been asked to supply a 'Blue Christmas Story' for an upcoming interdenominational service. What follows is the result. Con...