Love as Strong as a Horse

I was ten and my sister Louise, or Weesie as I called her when I was learning to talk, was sixteen when she died in 1957. She was diagnosed with leukemia in September and died the following April. My parents were devastated, as parents would be, but mine had a love...

No Golf Today!

Just the other day I showed you the golf course in all its green glory (“Golf, Anyone?” December 7, 2017). This morning when we ventured out in the 17 degree weather to walk the dogs, this is the scene that greeted us: The course’s winter wardrobe may not be as bright...

The Little Poinsettia That Could

I am the person in charge of flowers at our Methodist church, which includes arrangements on the altar and the seasonal Easter lilies and Christmas poinsettias. I make sure the arrangements are always on display Sunday mornings, then put them in the refrigerator to...