Cup on the Bus

Mom subjected us to spring cleaning every year.  Grandma came down to help. Dad disappeared to his workshop. Everything was washed.  I e...

Disclaimer:  post written by a tin eared grandma. At the end of last semester Uncle Tom and I went to Laura’s band performance.  The...

Glorious day, yesterday.  The Peninsula Chamber picked a fine Saturday for their annual Cabin Fever shop stroll. Jan and I started at te...

I went back to Coalmont, Pennsylvania (population 105) early in March; my so help me last trip up the long hill that is town, from the D...

         I finished reading the book last night.  It took me three nights; I couldn’t just skim it.  I started reading the words, lookin...