My father had a little tradition around holidays and special occasions. He ALWAYS brought my mother a box of chocolate covered cherries. We kids watched him do that every time it was her birthday or a holiday. My mother always seemed thrilled to get those candies. She would share one with each of us as […]
One of my favorite performers is Jim Brickman. Jim comes to the Columbia area pretty often and I’ve attended every one of his concerts. People call him the romantic pianist. Since I am a romantic at heart, it really appeals to my senses to hear him. I can’t wait for him to get here again […]
If you read yesterday’s reflection, you know I was listening to country music on a trip I took recently. I love the names of country songs. There’s just something about them that take you to places you sometimes want, and sometimes don’t want, to go. Must Be Doin’ Something Right is one of those songs […]
Did you hear about the guy who traded in his gun at eight years old to buy his grandma a washing machine? About 50 years ago, Terry felt sorry for his grandmother because she didn’t have one. He decided to take the only think he owned that was worth anything to a local pawn shop […]
My mother, Ruth, was born in Wales in 1923. That would make her about 83 years old today. “Mom,” as we kids call her, is one of the gentlest souls I know. She’s always been that way, even when we were young children growing up in the country. Her personality never changed and you could […]