Jan 19, 2026
I never understood why Daddy couldn’t see his sister for who she really was.
When I heard that “The President” and our news-commentator-turned-secretary-of-war had invaded Venezuela and kidnapped their leader, memories flew out of my mind like F-22 Raptors on a tarmac because…
I know what it feels like to be...
Dec 22, 2025
The year I turned eight, we spent Christmas with Grandma Long. She was my mother’s mother. She was very old, close to a hundred in fact. As a bride of the Great Depression, she’d birthed seven children at home and lost three of them to diseases I was vaccinated for. Mother said their deaths had changed her heart.
I...
Nov 16, 2025
Night Vision
I have awful night vision.
And with the end of Daylight Savings Time, the darkness feels really dark, and it always arrives before I’m ready for it.
But, my elderly Jack Russell, Mr. Pip,
HAS TO HAVE a late-night constitutional if I want an accident-free dawn. So, every night I bundle up against...
Oct 17, 2025
I was a preacher’s child, so I grew up in churches.
I spent a lot of time looking at stained glass windows on Sunday mornings and Wednesday evenings.
Not because my Daddy’s sermons were
boring.
But because preachers practice their sermons like singers working
on a song, and when you’ve heard the same one several...
Sep 18, 2025
My son is in internal medicine practice now. He's financially secure. His fiance is also well-employed in engineering. They'll be married soon. But when I brought up those grandchildren I would love to have, he almost snapped my head off.
Why? Why would my loving son respond that way? Because the idea of bringing a...