Living in the Peace Zone
Everywhere I turn, I see more and more advertisements about renewing our youth. “Reduce those lines and wrinkles! Become a new you! Guaranteed success or your money back! I’ve yielded to their promises and purchased some of those products. In fact, my cosmetic shelves look like a Walgreen’s. I’d like to tell you that, as…
I have little time to scroll through my FB timeline, but when I do, I often get a bright idea for my next blog. I saw a post that inspired me to keep telling stories of my past. Even though my listeners and readers may yawn at yet another one of my Wife, Mom or…
I have little time to scroll through my FB timeline, but when I do, I often get a bright idea for my next blog. I saw a post a few days ago and it inspired me to keep telling stories of my past. Even though my listeners and readers may yawn at yet another one…
Last Sunday as we sat around the table, we talked about our “first memories” as a child. Larry said: “I was very young and my mom and I lived in a small one-bedroom apartment. The little fold-up bed I slept on had a plastic cover on the mattress and the sound of the plastic when…