He was born just before the Great Depression. Times were hard. Life was hard. Yet as a youngster, that was all he knew. Migrant parents who moved often to find farm work along with his natural red hair made him an easy target …
Progress – Is it Found in the Birds?
Traffic was surprisingly light. Signal lights that typically slow my morning commute were green, and there were few travelers impeding my progress. The rumble in my stomach convinced me to enter the drive through and grab a fast hot breakfast I could …
The Tendrils of Our Seasons
Gazing through the window I was awed and inspired. The summer heat was upon us, yet we had enjoyed occasional days of unexpected rain. And with the daily routines of life seemingly stealing my time and energies, I simply had not stopped …
