Some people just don’t give a shit. Dad did. So do I.
We make judgements about people all the time without knowing much, if anything, about them.
I experienced a convergence through a couple of communications that came my way today.
This one’s for you, Brah… In the fall of 2016 my daughter played volleyball for Fargo South. As often happens among road warriors who follow their kids all over state […]
The front porch of our little, off-white stucco house in Medora, N.D., was a magical place to be on hot, muggy summer evenings.
The climate crisis looms. It’s tough to keep a positive outlook with all the doomsday scenarios, science-based predictions and imminent tipping points. And yet…
Change Happens – I’m thinking about transitions on this first day of the New Year. I’ve learned change is constant. Some changes are bigger and more impactful than others. We move on. It’s all good.
She died on Palm Sunday. I think that would have made her happy, as she drew her last breaths, knowing that she was going to die on a significant day on the church calendar. I held her hand all that morning. Now I hold the bean stone.
I submitted “Extra! Extra!” (see earlier post on this blog) to Country Extra magazine, which was soliciting personal, small-town stories featuring acts of kindness. The magazine’s editors shortened the piece considerably and printed it […]