As we enter the season of advent, I wanted to share a Christmas story inspired by a childhood memory. This account is loosely based on actual events. We did live[…]
During the cold, dreary days of winter, a popular childhood pastime was listening to records. (For those of you too young to remember, records were flat, black, vinyl discs upon[…]
This morning, as I walked through the first snow of the year, I noticed the quiet stillness created by the gently falling flakes. No other form of precipitation produces this[…]