I did not wish anyone a “Happy Memorial Day”. What I felt in my heart was not happiness or excitement because of a "three day" weekend and bank holiday. What I felt was a heart full of pride and gratitude for all who left the United States years ago…. young, innocent stalwarts… supporters of the …
There is a reality show I occasionally watch called “Hoarders: Buried Alive”. It seems as if most of the individuals who are featured have experienced some traumatic event or family situation that caused them to replace meaningful human relationships with “things”. These men and women are usually suffering from depression and or loss, and have …
I couldn't sleep last night for thinking about Miss Faye. The truth is, I barely know her. For years and years, she and her husband Joe have hosted a Christmas dinner for my Father's Sunday school class. Up until two days ago, I had only exchanged a few brief words with her. That all changed …
Cary to Calcutta 