Farm boys always know where their dad is
When you're looking for dad, ask your farm boy.
Playing ping-pong between grandpas
It is well past time to put away the simple clothing of summer and early fall and reach for the gloves and hats and down-filled coats.
Looking forward to hunting season
Hunting season was a special time of year.
Something more than diamonds and gold
In looking back over a lifetime of influences, most of my friends and school mates will tell you that those who command respect are the teachers from whom we learned the most.
Some teachers are hard to forget
If we were to ask 100 people to name a person who had a large influence in their life, I would be willing to guess that a teacher would be among one of the oft-repeated answers.
Carry on the good, let go of past
The Cherokee have a saying that harkens the lovely spirit of each ancestor during the birth of a baby, hoping to carry forward the commendable in those gone before us, while letting go of the human shortcomings each carried through this life.
Death leaves hole in the heart of many
A collection of black 3-ring binders given to me by my Dad reveal a glimpse of a grandmother I never met.
Grandma Helen’s goal was to provide education, and students can’t learn when hungry
Grandma Helen knew the importance of nutrition and good education.
Grandmother knew joys of hard work
One person I have long admired is someone I never had the chance to meet.
Farm life soothes with tedium, richness
"Whenever I have worked on farms, I have found my thoughts drifting back to the early agricultural parables, perhaps because the very nature of...
