Strange Blue

When I heard you were killed 100 days in—there came a strange new blue over me. Took awhile to get acquainted with it. I know—I can hear you laughing, “Why...

Every Gate is of One Pearl

The last time we spoke Earl casually referred to a health issue. I had no idea until later that it was a serious illness. We had talked over a period...

The Last Thanksgiving

The last Thanksgiving Mom hosted in her home was her best ever. She had hosted my family, and others,  the previous fifteen Thanksgivings—all were very good. But her last Thanksgiving...