Category Archives: A Page From My Journal

Useless–Or Not

Posted on May 4, 2020 by

I’ll tell you, this “Shelter-in-place” thing doesn’t keep a person very busy. I mean, sure, I could clean house–but I’m not that desperate. Anyway, I’ve done a fair amount of light reading lately. In one story, a character complained that … Continue reading →

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A World Upside Down

Posted on April 9, 2020 by

Our world is upside-down, and I think I’m getting a little slap-happy being stuck at home most of the time. For instance, a commercial came on TV the other evening. The announcer said something about a “… Lindt chocolate bunny…” … Continue reading →

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“Putting Down Roots” — Two Years Later

Posted on April 19, 2019 by

A bonus Encore edition of a previous post, just in time for Easter. This post first appeared on this blog February 22, 2017. One downside of moving to a new house, no matter how much you like it, is Starting … Continue reading →

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Olympic, um, “Athletes”

Posted on August 15, 2018 by

You walk away from the house and the cantankerous appliances for, like, 30 hours, and what happens? Portable electronics take up the rebellion, of course. August 4 was our first time to participate in the “Blazin’ Saddle” bike rally in … Continue reading →

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Short Story Long

Posted on May 1, 2018 by

Here’s the rest of the story I alluded to in my recent post “Persona.” For the first five of our nine days in Liberia, I tagged along with the team, attending church and visiting the local supporters and sister charities … Continue reading →

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Persona

Posted on April 17, 2018 by

Lately I’ve been thinking about authenticity. See, I have this deep-seated need for approval, which often leads me to put up the appearance of being what I think people expect me to be. Never admit a weakness: Now, I don’t … Continue reading →

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