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Remembering A Hero

Last Thursday I got a call to teach a class at the technical college where my friend Barb works. I was thrilled to accept the position, but I only had a week to prepare for a class I had never taught before. Brainstorming, scrambling, and praying for guidance and...

Brown Turkey Figs

One of my favorite memories is picking figs with my Grandmother Holmes. I was very young. I’m thinking around five or six. She needed to pick some figs from the tree in her backyard. We took a dishpan and walked around to the back of the house. There next to the big...

A Change in the Air

Though it is early September, Labor Day in fact, I feel the wheel of the seasons turning. I’ve noticed the light is different. The sun no longer rises so early and isn’t coming through the same windows of our house as it did at Midsummer. When did that happen? I also...

A Mother’s Fate

Bruce and I took Travis back to school yesterday, and I’m feeling some anxiety about his living off campus in a house with six other boys this year.  I should have asked more questions during this summer. I should have made Travis sit down with me and plan what he...