What are some of your favorite memories of your grandfather? A lot of different things come to mind when I think of my Grandpa Wray. Since my family only lived a block away, I saw my grandparents just about every day when I was little. Continue reading →
The Great Blizzard of 1978 – not a great time to be pregnant…with a high-risk pregnancy, at that. I don’t have the words to describe how scary that blizzard actually was for my family. Continue reading →
As I walk from room to room in my house, a feeling of ambivalence grips my heart just like it does every year at this time, reminding me with every door I open and every corner I turn that Christmas is officially over for another year. Whimsical snowmen and jolly Santa figures no longer Continue reading →
I just love Christmas cards. When you open your mailbox and find a stack of Christmas cards there, doesn’t it bring a smile to your face? A warm, fuzzy feeling? A little holiday cheer? I say, “Yes! Yes! and Yes!” Continue reading →
Appetizer (noun) 1. an hors d’oeuvre 2. a mere taste of something that leaves one craving more.
Trencher (noun) 1. flat round of old, stale bread used as a plate in medieval times. 2. wooden platter for serving meat or other food.
One of my favorite stories from childhood before I could even read remains a favorite to this day—maybe more so now that I’m able to dig deep and understand its meaning. It’s John Bunyan’s allegorical book, The Pilgrim’s Progress, published in 1678. There’s a passage in Part II where Christiana and her entourage are guests at the home of a man named Gaius. Continue reading →