Home Town Tales

Idle chat from the square

April 21st, 2015

Silence Returns

  For Christians, Easter season is a time to celebrate victory over death. It’s a time to focus on resurrection as a saving grace for an earthly life, and to look forward to an eternal life. But what is that eternal life? I doubt the assurance of a heavenly eternal life, but I don’t doubt […]


April 6th, 2015

Found Treasures

Around this time of year when the brown grass doesn’t look so brown, when green sprouts appear that will soon be yellow daffodils, red tulips, white hyacinths, when blue bells ring, and when lilies of the valley perfume the yard, Mom would shoo my sister and me outside with a declaration, “Go outside and play, […]


March 31st, 2015

My First Easter

Jim Beam was kept in the barn. Drinking was devil’s work. It was Grandma’s conviction, confident as Grandpa’s need to sow beans today. This Easter she’ll harvest faithfulness for her children and Church. Bending low to kiss her cheek, lilac scents float, lingering as she looks in the mirror to arrange her hat. On the […]


February 16th, 2015

Church Without Doors

  Clara May and Frieda practiced their faith in everyday life, not just on Sunday and other religious days. They carried it with them out the door, not like some in town who put it in the pew pocket when they replaced the hymnal. I was honored to know them (or people like them) when […]