Smitty isn’t Schulte. He doesn’t drive a Cadillac and doesn’t hit his wife often any more. Schulte, on the other hand,
A rainy Sunday and Pastor Smith is in his pulpit bellowing to the congregation, “I hope you understand
We’re troubled by the very rich we see only on TV and worry about the poor who sleep at night in doorways and in parks, the trul… with little more than the clothes…
Things reach a certain age, an age at which things don’t work the way they once did. The battery in your car,
No red kettles and bells this December outside the stores at the mall in our suburbs this year. They irritate shoppers,
Alvin didn’t want to be anybody else. He didn’t want to be himself either. Money wasn’t a problem.
They had things in common, Paul and June, at an age when most boys and girls don’t and maybe that’s why they were the only couple in sixth grade dating, if you can call it that. This wa...
Unlike his peers his office holds no photo of a wife no indication that he has fathered five
Should she write about the wonders of nature and say it’s okay to lie on the beach forever without any sunscreen
A bitter Christmas morning after a foot of snow last night. I shovel the sidewalk and make my way to the bird feeder. Before I can fill it, the wrens
After all the tests and the doctor’s explanation she thinks of them not as 20 points of cancer but as 20 rusty nails
When bread is this good a morsel will suffice and when wine
I’m amazed at the difference between my friend and me. His response to life is so different from mine. I live deep in the city
They buried Colleen Garrity today a woman 95 few people thought would ever die and what a lovely eulogy her cousin Paddy gave. Paddy must be 80 if a day yet he
Holiday Parties Millie comes home bawling from another holiday party and Willie asks what’s the problem. Millie says her friends are cheese…