Sunday, December 22, 2024

I’ll just bet that Alexander Graham Bell was a real peach of a guy. A sweetheart. I’m just sure he didn’t mean any harm....

In a box on the bottom shelf of the pie safe are my mother's columns for Farm and Dairy, dating back to 1952.She was...

By now, your carcass soup -- you do make carcass soup don't you? -- is waiting for the mashed potatoes or noodles or rice,...

Deadlines are so hateful. They sneak up on you at the most inconvenient times. Like yesterday, I was regretfully pulling put my poor dead...

Once upon a time -- all children's stories began this way, in our childhood times my sister always labeled "in older days" -- there...

Year after year, autumn after autumn, the same trees here are photographed, from every angle, in every light. I have pictures of them when...

Such a dear letter in response to my column about being temporarily "out of order" and finally back on schedule feeling much better than...

From the sixth floor of St. Elizabeth Medical Center, watching an electrical storm split the night sky was akin to a fantasy, perhaps dream....

Just at twilight, the doe and her fawn tiptoe up the back fence line, their ears alert to any move I might make as...

Surely, every American over 18 and possibly a few younger -- I have no idea how American history is taught these days -- has...