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

We have three Crepe Myrtles in our yard. Two in the back corners and one in the front of the house, but off to the side. Three different col...

Growing up in a family of ten on one income, even way back in the fifties and sixties, was tough. We didn’t have much, but we had plenty. Ir...

Back in the early 90s, I was a counselor at a large high school in a high-poverty, high-gang area in Southern California. Kim and I had just...

  Welcome letters have been sent. Moms and Dads walk the aisles of Walmart and Target alongside eager kids seeking supplies for the year. My...