Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.
Louisa May Alcott
old joys
father memories
Forty years ago, Father’s Day was June 17th. Officially, Chicago Public Schools had another week of classes, but Friday had been the end of the year celebration, held in West Chatham Park. Then, the swings were wood planks hanging on heavy metal chains from poles over asphalt. The climbing frames, […]
no news is good news
I talk to my mom everyday, usually on my way home from work. Sometimes I call in the morning, just to break the routine, but usually, we touch base just before dinner. So she asks – what are you having for dinner – and usually, I haven’t thought much beyond pulling in […]
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