Early one Fourth of July morning, my dad answered the phone to hear a cheery young caller shout, “Happy Fourth of July!” “Happy Fourth of July to you, but I think you have the wrong number, ” Daddy replied. “No, I don’t have the wrong number,” the youngster answered. She…
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Gift Ideas for July 2018
Prepare to Welcome New Neighbors In the South where I live, summer temps are rising and pop-up thunderstorms are frequent. When there’s a lot of rain in our neighborhood, the next form of precipitation we see is falling limbs or trees which knock down power lines. My new motto is…
The Bossy Wren
Incessant chirping signaled the urgent need for food. The infant bobble-head birds were crying for Mrs. Wren’s beak-to-beak deposits. They were desperate. Mother Bird was perfectly willing and able to provide for her babies. She flew with winged efficiency from the nearest “supermarket” to her nest inside herĀ birdhouse. (Ahem…
Two Memories of My Dad
Memory 1: Silent communication in church When I sat beside my dad in church, he would squeeze my hand twice which meant he was asking, “Love me?” I would return two squeezes to say, “Uh huh.” His next two squeezes translated, “How much?” I would squeeze his hand with my…
Gift Ideas for June 2018
After the busy gift-buying month of May, June slows down a little except for Father’s Day and early summer weddings. I recently purchased a wedding gift by simply making a donation for the bride and groom’s wedding photography. This couple will live in a tiny apartment with no wedding gift…