Home Town Tales

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May 5th, 2015

The Smell of Saturdays

“Mom, – can I go now?” She was finishing up washing cloths in the basement. Mom worked during the week packing business forms at Wallace Press so laundry was always done on Saturday morning. “Are you finished with your chores?” There are two questions I’ll always remember from childhood: Are you finished with your chores. […]


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 17th, 2015

SPRING

It was 75 degrees yesterday and still there are a few piles of black snow. It has me wishing for spring. A Priest’s Prayer When the sun summons spring, and the damnable winter wilts, I’m a dallier in the oneiric odor of dank, dark, dirt, where worms waggle across warming soil with the dance of […]