A Five Year Old’s Valentine

Valentine’s Day is fast approaching.  What memories February brings each year, and I bet you have some wonderful ones, too. I remember kindergarten.  Mrs. Whistler (I think that’s how she spelled her name) was my teacher.  Some almost sixty years ago, she seemed very...

A Gift of Life – A Gift of Love

  Red heart mylar balloons were tied around the house of my brother Dan this week to joyously celebrate his homecoming from the University of Iowa Hospital cardiac care unit, where he received a new heart.  There wasn’t one of us – his brothers or sisters...

Smiles amidst the tears

Today is July 11 and from now on I will always think of it as the day we buried my dad.  He was 85 and had Alzheimer’s.  He’d lived a wonderful life, and his funeral was full of accolades from family and friends, and it actually was “fun” and...

Pranks Are for Kids

When I was 15 or 16, I was with a group of friends who went around one night and pulled a prank.  Janet, Colleen, Diana, Barb, me, Bruce, David and Doug all lived in the same neighborhood in a new (at that time) housing development.  Our prank consisted of teepee-ing...

Never Say Never

There’s an insurance commercial currently airing that many of you may have seen.  A carefree young man swears to his buddies “I’m never getting married.”  (He does.) The young husband tells his wife “We’re never having kids.” (Baby number 1 arrives.) ...

LUCK

My dad smoked a pipe when I was little.  I loved the smell of the tobacco and delighted in trying to catch the smoke rings he could blow. Even better was that his tobacco came from a beautifully-blue tin of Kentucky Club.  I don’t know why Dad liked that brand, but...

To Lie, or Not to Lie. That is the Question

What Living in Iowa During an Election is Like When is it okay to lie? When my Wii “Fit” avatar chirps cheerily at me that “You’re OBESE!” is it a sin to tell myself the machine is outdated and not up to AMA standards, and believe it? In the grand scheme of things,...

Christmas memories

  At no other time of the year am I so nostalgic as when Christmas rolls around.  Is it the music?  Possibly, especially because I remember when the music played only one to two weeks before Christmas, not one to two MONTHS!  Is it the food?  Oh,...