Simple Thoughts From A Complicated Mind, Sort Of . . .

It’s raining again. A lot in the last few weeks. The river is high and rising. Flood warnings. Several communities already hurting and p...

I met John in my first high school as principal when he was the band director and instructor. He had a ready laugh, a ready joke and a w...

My heart sort of fell apart a little yesterday. It was Emily’s twentieth birthday. A happy day normally. End of the teen years and stepp...