My seven-year-old granddaughter came over the other day. She ran into the house and threw her arms around me with a big hello. Grasped in her hand was a torn half piece of paper. Grandmary, here is my to-do list! There is some sound wisdom in this list. It is short. The list was limited only to what Meriel wanted to do during the hours she was at Grandmary’s house! It is clear. My granddaughter…
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On our recent family vacation to Williamsburg, we decide to splurge and reserve a table at the famous Kings Arms Tavern. This authentic18th-century tavern came equipped with a waiter with personality. Imagine. His name was George. George was vivacious and talkative. He was selling his wares and pitching his provisions. For our first course, we ordered the peanut soupe. George helpfully guided us that one would suffice the table for the experience. When my son…
Leave a CommentYou are crazy, or so I have been told. People speak outright to me I’m crazy, or I hear them express my actions in reference to themselves. I could never do that, or I don’t know how you do that. My crazy has looked like this: having a large family traveling exorbitant distances to visit a group of people for a short time riding a long-distance Context matters, and the most significant factor in our…
3 CommentsBack in high school, I spent many hours enjoying handwork. I loved sewing and cross-stitching. Much of my needlework was of bible verses, proverbs, and maxims. I found this one cross-stitch design that had this hilarious saying. I made it and gave it to my mom. It was a joke and an antithesis to her way of moving in the world. My sweet mother hung that framed piece over the doorway in the kitchen. Whenever…
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Leave a CommentWhen I was five years old, I moved into my Ferry Farms’ neighborhood. I have lived here as an owner longer than I lived as a child. Indeed, the changes hit me as I reflect on the almost 40 years (separated by 20 years) of living in my neighborhood. Today more people walk their dogs than people walk children around the block. Today every sale of a house brings a wholesale teardown followed by a…
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