Too Good to Tell
I don't know what's wrong. I can't think of anything. I guess life is really good right now. I don't have any enemies, and I don't...
Painting My Shoes
Well, it's time to paint my shoes. The paint on my horseshoes has been worn away by the impact of dirt, sand, clay, and other horseshoes....
Bringing Out the Fine Stuff
Over the many wonderful years of our marriage, Joy and I have acquired some nice dishes. We have Grandma's china, and the set of china...
I Don't See the Humor
I don't watch many movies. It's just hard to find the time. When I do, it's usually one of those action adventure type films. I love...
Not My Kind of Trip
We've got great sidewalks, but they are aging. Once they were perfectly smooth, but now there are a few uneven places. Really, that's...
The Power of a Song
We've all had those nights. You wake up, after midnight, and an old favorite song is playing over and over in your head. You have a...
Never a Bad Word
It's a lie, I know, but it's a sweet lie. I know you've heard it, too. During the eulogy at a funeral, the speaker might dare to say of...
Baby Talk
For years, I have enjoyed listening to people talk to babies and toddlers. "Car" becomes "car car." "Grandma" is sometimes "yah yah." ...
Mature and Colorful
It seems that a lot of older men wear colorful clothes, and as they grow older, the clothes get even more colorful. I used to wonder if...
The Beauty Has Faded
Woe is me. I mean, woe is us. Easter is late this year, and the azaleas will be past blooming. It's a tradition in our church (and many...