Category: Are These American Ideals Gone?
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The Patriotic Normalcy of an Evening on the 4th
My definition of normal 4th of July has been different the past few holidays. However, this was a new first. We had the Covid year being told a parade would not happen in Linton. I remember being a part of the group praying this would work and oh boy God worked through this Prayer Brigade…
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Fireworks on the 4th of July
Unfortunately he wasn’t exactly the first or second person to see my new hairdo. You will find out why in a little bit!
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The Last Edition: The Hands of My Father
How does one measure a father’s worth? Fortunately, I do not have firsthand experience and would not wish the lack of a father’s presence on anyone! Words speak volumes, but a photo is worth a 1000 words. Writing about my father is probably the most emotionally difficult one of this series to write. Sometimes photos…
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My 200th Article
Another milestone. Writing would not have become my niche without this one unique experience. Becoming an Aunt. There is nothing more precious than seeing the family resemblance in a child. There is nothing like the enormous learning curve first-timers have either. The emotional arc of becoming an Aunt has been incredible. Loving another person who…
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The 3rd Edition: The Hands of My Fathers
One never knows if they will have a grandparent in their lives or not or how long. After the loss of Grandpa Arla and Leo in a short span of time I made a personal decision. Time is precious so it became a mission of mine to spend time with my elders. I remember hearing…
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The 2nd Edition: The Hands of My Fathers
Ironically, I had about the same amount of time with Great-Grandpa Arla as I did Grandpa Leo. There was only about a month, give or take a few days up to a week, in between their deaths. It seems that I remember his death just about 10 days after my birthday which would be somewhere…
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The Hands of My Fathers
Sunday Afternoons for the longest time would be in his living room. Grandma Doris and Uncle Bob; they would welcome this deluge of Bishop’s as we filled their entire room. Great-Grandpa Arlie as some called him or the newspaper would misspell his name as Arle; was an intriguing man. The Lord has blessed me over…
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California Is Praying
This weekend was the culmination of Christians and Catholics all over this Country praying. If you have not heard of the group Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, you really need to look into some Conservative Media Sites. This group was to be honored for a Dodger’s “pride event” in Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles. ‘The Federalist’…
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Bittersweet Trinkets
The world seems so different. Until I was literally around a month from my 14th birthday the light switch was turned on. Losing someone had a deeper meaning to me. Even at around the age of 10 I think when Great-Grandma Mary died, my Grandma Rosemary’s mother, death still seemed distant to me. Death is…
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June
When I think of the month of June several thoughts come to mind. ‘Seven Brides for Seven Brothers’ is among the top 5 on the list. I could totally analyze how I adore this musical from the buttery, sweet voice of the oldest brother to the angelic voice of his bride; but I won’t go…
Jewells of Thought 