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Memorial Day – 2015

Memorial Day can be a gathering of family for a barbeque or for a day at the beach.  It is remembered as a day off from work or a reminder that we will only have a four-day workweek. But Memorial Day is far more than that: It is a day (and there ought to be …

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My Daddy

My Daddy… the love of my mother’s life kind fun handsome a farm boy raised in Kansas intelligent loving married at age 28 completed medical school at Northwestern University in Chicago in 1941 became a Navy doctor died too young ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So many times I have written of my mother on Mother’s Day, or about …

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Long Time Passing

 “All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the LORD blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades,… Isaiah 40:6b-8a September 18, 1960 My father’s life was taken…in the prime of his …

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Home from Arlington National Cemetery

Home from five days in Washington, D.C. to lay my Mama’s ashes to rest in Arlington National Cemetery with her dear husband of almost twenty years, our Daddy, who died fifty-three years ago.  It was her wish to be buried there with him.  It was an honor, not only to have her buried there, but …

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Like a Weaned Child …

A Song of Ascents, of David.  O LORD, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty;  Nor do I involve myself in great matters,  Or in things too difficult for me. Surely I have composed and quieted my soul;  Like a weaned child rests against his mother,  My soul is like a weaned child within me. O Israel, hope in …

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