Patterns of Simplicity

Patterns of Simplicity

In the sixties, I sewed my own clothes.  Before that, my mother did. There was no onus to wear home-sown clothes. It was the pattern, the habit of the times. Everyone did it. It was the norm in the Midwest. We’re weren’t odd or considered poor. Further, we...
Singing in Church, in Life

Singing in Church, in Life

“I love to sit in front of you and hear your voice. I feel like a ‘we.'” To which I replied, “Thanks for the compliment. My parents would be so happy if they could hear you.” That church lady’s interaction was/is remarkable and...
My Husband is a Sheet(y) Wrestler

My Husband is a Sheet(y) Wrestler

My husband is a sheet wrestler. In the morning, when the bed-making task inevitably falls to me, the aftermath of his good night’s sleep looks like a war zone. He pummels his pillow – the special one, with its cooling qualities, that we paid over a hundred...
Verbicide in the USA

Verbicide in the USA

verbicide MEANING: noun: 1. The deliberate distortion or destruction of the meaning of a word. 2. A person who deliberately distorts the meaning of a word. ETYMOLOGY: From Latin verbum (word) + -cide (killing). Earliest documented use: 1826. NOTES: Verbicide thrives...
Kidnapped!

Kidnapped!

I recently posed the question above on social media. For TGIF fun and to promote engagement among my plentiful group of friends. Because, as you may know, writing is a solitary, often lonely occupation, and I am undeniably outgoing—a solid extrovert. Further, the...