
Adapting to a New Normal
As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

Several weeks ago, my older granddaughter announced to me, with grammatical precision if not ideal

Since I moved to Seattle, I’ve been reading about the city’s early history, when the
I mentioned in an earlier post that the employee cafeteria at Hallmark Cards where I
The sequel to Lead Me Home takes place during the California Gold Rush and the
September 7, 1973, was my brother’s sixteenth birthday, so yesterday he turned sixty-four. I left
I’ve written before about my planning abilities. They are being severely taxed this week, as
So much has changed in the twelve years since September 11, 2001. The security lines
Those of you who follow me on Facebook might know that on June 20 I
’Tis the season for putting up Christmas trees. My husband and I have not yet
One of the Easter vacations my family took when my kids were young was a
Sometime during my sophomore or junior year of high school, I was required to take
I’ve written many times about Pacific Grove and Carmel, California, and other venues on the

WordPress tells me this is my 900th post on this blog. At an average of
I’ve written before about my grandfather’s clock—how it formed a part of my childhood, first

It’s the middle of tax preparation season, a time of year I hate. I am
This blog is about story and history — my story, the stories in my historical
The reason most settlers went to Oregon was because they could claim free land. In my
I told one story recently that I couldn’t tell until after my parents were gone.
A few weeks ago, my husband and I were driving through Saline County in the