By Following In the Footsteps of Children... *** We May Find Wonder Behold the Boy Behold the little boy on his own. He wanted to go ahead. He wanted it to do it on his own by himself, climbing the stairs - a high flight of steps compared to his size - without knowing what was above, until he...
He always wants me to rub his bare back, after I tell him a story, or something that Jesus did or he reads me the story he wrote while listening to me - always wanting just two more minutes of his back rub. Introduction The story shown above as the featured photo, transcribed right below, was...
Ronald J. Baker - February 19, 1947 - April 25, 2025 - A Close & Cherished Friend, a Soulmate, Who I Miss Very Much *** Foreword In 2017, Ron's wife, Laurie, was planning a big shindig for Ron's 70th birthday. It was going to be on February 1, and I was not going to be able to attend, as I had...
In the Home Depot Parking Lot, a Young Man with His Phone in His Hands, Watched Something in the Sky Moving Above Him and He Took Pictures. I Looked Up. The Late Afternoon Sky Was Alive with Flocks of Birds. He Said He Loved Watching Birds. *** The refrigerator/ freezer in our garage stopped...
Three Long-time Older Friends Taking Their Daily Walk Holding Hands, One with a Cane, Their Usual Fourth Companion I Had Passed Earlier, as She Hurried Along the Sidewalk to Get to Church on Time *** One Saturday while on a morning walk, I saw up ahead an older couple with an older friend who I...
A Story from a Gentle Man Spanning Many, Many Years He was a gentle man, a kind, soft-spoken, older, thoughtful man, with manners and a quiet grace. He was by himself. I had left the seat beside him at the airport gate about ten minutes earlier to use the restroom before we started...
Echoes of the Death of Jarrett, Our Infant Son I created the piece below for inclusion in an electronic book of Memories/Testimonies for our 55th high school reunion and wrote of how I put it together in the introduction. The photo is of the crib, now in use by our family for 75 years, in which I...
A Happy, Spirited Four-Year-Old Beams Proudly as She Pushes Her Own Pram Щаслива, енергійна чотирирічна дитина гордо сяє, штовхаючи своїх *** (I previously published this posting in July 2022. As my readership in Ukraine has increased to second in national number, I came back to this one to add...