One of Many Ruins of Abbeys …and forever, it seemed, he always felt a touch of melancholy in the late afternoon and early evening, perhaps always regretting the waning of the light, of the golden light of the lowering sun, a fading that reminded his mind and heart over and over, that the day, that...
I Only Wanted to Live I have read many books on the Holocaust, but this book is unique and important in many ways. Written a few years ago entirely by the author, now in his eighties, the book is based on his memories of the Holocaust as a boy between the ages of about seven through...
At times, beauty comes upon us suddenly and without fanfare or warning, and in the moment when beauty is revealed, it is only eyes open and prepared, by whatever means, that will behold or even just glimpse the wondrous revelation, however quick and transitory the images and times of beauty in...
A Tale of Two Signs, of Two Minds and Hearts, of Two Paths & Perhaps a Cautionary Tale *** One afternoon some months ago, I took my weekly extended walk, a path of about three and half miles, and as I traveled through my neighborhood and wended my way through the side streets and cul-de-sacs,...
Scripture: Mark 10:13-16 Thursday, May 26, 2022 Dear Pastor Xxxxx, As your recent words on Facebook expressed, I also share an almost stupefying despair and torment and omnidirectional anger concerning the deaths of the nineteen children systematically murdered one by one in their classroom along...
Joseph the Cat, Safe and Sound and Still Residing in Chernihiv, Ukraine Кіт Йосип, цілий, неушкоджений, все ще проживає в Чернігові, Україна *** Introduction I received a few comments about my May 1, 2022 posting , "What Cat Doesn’t Enjoy a Little Sun?". One was from a cat lover insisting on more...
What cat doesn’t enjoy a little sun? Яка кішка не любить маленьке сонечко? What cat doesn’t enjoy a little sun? Especially if the concrete is already pleasantly warmed. This cat is a beautiful charcoal color of various shades of gray, with light green eyes, holding still,...
Marlin Charles Foxworth – December 8, 1942 – February 4, 2022 As I wrote, “Why I Write” for the “About” section on my website, my memory of Mr. Foxworth, the only name by which I ever knew him, naturally formed within my mind, and in my words written in pencil upon the paper before me. ...