Saturday our oldest daughter Holly rode with the National Baby Food Festival Queen’s Court in a parade in Muskegon. It was an all-American, beautiful day. While we were waiting for the parade to start I was instructing the little guys on the proper way to behave when Old Glory passes.
Guarding the Flowers
One of my favorite places to be is in my old Adirondack Chair (You can read all about the Adirondack on the web site) on the front porch on a summer evening. I love to read there or visit with the children or just watch them play on the lawn. It is usually cool there […]
Running When Your Father Calls
Yesterday afternoon we met some friends for lunch. Looking up through the large plate glass windows to the east, I could see Hope crossing the parking lot. Hope America is our three-year-old. Currently she is the baby of the family. I jumped from the chair and ran to the door. She was crossing the parking […]
Lunch Hour in Utica
If my life were a movie I would fast-forward though Junior High. My Junior High years were painful. Like every Junior High kid I was dealing with awakening sexuality, and struggling with who I was and how I would make my mark in life. But I was sure I was alone with these strange feelings.
Heidi’s Swing
Today I took Hope for a walk in the Arboretum near out house. We watched the water run over rocks beneath one of the little stone footbridges. We saw butterflies and listened to new birdsongs. We saw trees in the bud and in the blossom. (The Dogwoods opened this weekend. That calls for celebration). I […]
Missing the Point of Life
Have you ever heard of Keith Drury? He teaches at Indiana Wesleyan and every summer he goes on an adventure. Sometimes he goes alone, sometimes with his wife, often with students. It is tiring just to read about his adventures. He has hiked trails in America, Scotland, Greece and Turkey, rode bikes, paddled streams, last […]