It is a new year, and with that comes every level of challenge, every range of consternation, and absolutely all types of what-ifs. We all know what it is like to get on that scale on Jan. 1, when we hear that little voice emitting from our amygdala that says, “Will one of you please step ...
Until 1957, when my grandmother passed away, my brother and I shared a bedroom. We shared the same antique bed where my grandparents' eight children were conceived and born. Thank goodness no one ever told us that when we were kids.
The heat for our house came from one of those old ...
As we maneuver through the day-to-day preparations of the holiday season, many of us must prepare for that endurance test of being around that one relative or in-law who redefines the concept of disagreeable.
Now, don’t get me wrong—this is not about politics (for a change). ItĢƵ ...
With leadership responsibilities for two not-for-profit organizations in my thirties, and three more in my later years, my work, job successes, and life were all enriched by senior citizens who were on a mission to pay it forward.
Some were volunteers, some were on government work ...
Dot-dot-dot. Dash-dash-dash. Dot-dot-dot. The Morse code abbreviation for SOS became a well-known symbol for me as a youngster. The code was not important to know because I needed saving, but because it was a universal code for help. Everyone interested in communicating worldwide knew about ...
In the words of Coretta Scott King, “The greatness of a community is most accurately measured by the compassionate actions of its members.”
At a recent meeting, some facts came to my attention that were both disturbing and alarming. And only you can help lessen the challenge presented ...