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Change happens. I think of my grandparents, who in the early 1900’s didn’t even have a telephone or radio. Their awareness of the world around them was based upon socializing at church, with neighbors and letters written by friends and … Continue reading →

Time is a kind of abstraction. It’s not something you can hold in your hand (a watch doesn’t count) or save in the physical sense the way we save coins in a piggy bank. Nor is it something most of … Continue reading →

Many times, I have heard people say, “…but John, spiders are our friends.” Despite all the good things I have heard and read about these creatures, their friendship is something with which I am not the least bit reluctant to … Continue reading →

More than any other country on earth, America worships youth. Wisdom, generosity and experience seem to lag far behind the visual appeal of a person who is young and possessor of charisma attractive to the eye and worthy of envy … Continue reading →

Political views and their values are some of the most difficult things for me to understand. Their furor is almost religious in many of those who are displaying signs on front lawns but also their establishing social systems with mentally … Continue reading →

For the past two years I’ve had the feeling that I’m some kind of marionette floating around rather a small puppet theater, my strings controlled by someone else. I know I’m alone and that others everywhere yearn to participate fully … Continue reading →

Waiting patiently for my 80th birthday to pounce upon me in a little more than a year, I still miss my parents and siblings (David and Connie). I think of them daily through reminders in almost every room of my … Continue reading →

I suspect that in most homes, there are books of family photos. Such collections in many houses tend to be on top shelves of closets or even in attics where they sometimes become forgotten visual histories of the residents. Those … Continue reading →

Writing is something we can all use to save some of our thoughts and ideas. Whether the process uses a pen, pencil, computer or typewriter is of little consequence. It’s what we have on our minds that means a lot, … Continue reading →

I sometimes like to believe that when the point of my pen touches a piece of paper, some kind of magic occurs in that inexplicable moment when an idea or perception comes into focus out of yearning, recollection, rage or … Continue reading →