We didn’t plan to grow a pumpkin this year. In fact, we did the opposite.
I was born in 1931 in Chicago, Illinois, the youngest of four children. My dad worked in the complicated world of labor relations which contained elements of danger and..
A few years back, I fell completely and hopelessly in love with my bicycle. I even named it Baby Blue. Baby Blue and I would ride every day; my favorite route was riding..
Retirement and aging are doorways to abundant opportunities.
You know buzz words are important when you see them raised over and over in a variety of places. When it comes to things that are important to a person’s health,..
Journaling your summer memories allows you to preserve the past and capture the essence of those precious memories and experiences forever. By writing down your..
Think back. In what season are your favorite memories with your best friends? I’ve asked a number of people and summer seems to be the most common answer.
I grew up in a suburb outside of Chicago named Evanston, Illinois. It was the home of Northwestern University; a neighbor of Loyola University and existed part way..
My dad was a local church pastor. The house we lived in during my elementary and middle school years was the only building the church owned for many years. His office..
The basketball hoop was bolted above our garage doors. It wasn’t exactly straight but it was the only one on our street. I also had the only basketball.
