Traditionally, the kickoff to summer vacations is the Memorial Day weekend. Of course, for many families, it is a weekend to remember one or more of the family who served and gave the last full measure of devotion. On a hill in Virginia, overlooking our nation’s capital city, there stands an imposing tomb. The Tomb of the Unknowns actually contains the remains of a World War I soldier, a World War II soldier and a Korean War soldier who are “known but to God.” Continue reading
A moment in time. That’s what Krista Stevens focuses on in this week’s WordPress Challenge theme. The term she used is evanescent. The definition: Soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence, quickly fading or disappearing. You can read her entire challenge post here. The first thing that came to my mind was that fleeting time around sunrise and sunset. Continue reading
I was first introduced to Old Town Scottsdale by friends who said we absolutely MUST have dinner at Frank and Lupe’s Restaurant. We make it there at least once every winter, even though it’s a 45-minute drive from our house in Buckeye. Either before or after lunch, we would walk north of the restaurant and check out the upscale shops and stores that Scottsdale is known for. Continue reading
Breezy Point, Minnesota.
In late April, we visited Breezy Point Resort for a conference. The resort is a is a popular place all summer, so even in the off-season, the center has customers who don’t mind it might not be “swimming in the lake” warm. Continue reading
Fargo, North Dakota.
This week, Ben Huberman asks us to “share a photo that channels a living tradition, whether it’s your own or someone else’s.” In that post, he shared an image of a Reconciliation Pole. The pole, a 55-foot (16 m) long totem that commemorates a sad time in North American history while at the same time honoring the Native American heritage. You can read the entire challenge post here. Continue reading
Tortilla Flat, Arizona.
Nestled in a small valley at what my father would have called “a wide spot in the road,” Tortilla Flat has a history that is mostly of legend. Tales of settlements go back to the prospectors and Native Americans of the 18th and 19th centuries. Historians, however, tell a different story. Continue reading
“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.”
On this day that was set aside to honor mothers, I realize that it has been almost 40 years since I have heard the voice of my own angel mother. Whether your mother is within arms reach, or within the arms of God, today is a day to thank her for what you have become today. Next month, it’s your old man’s turn (he said with a grin.) Continue reading