My father, Donald, was only 71 when he passed away. Today he would have celebrated his 100th birthday. Donald Eugene Hill was born at home near the tiny burg of Colburn, Indiana, on October 14, 1915. I saw the house once, abandoned and in the middle of a field; it has since been torn down. […]
Dodged Another of Depression's Spitballs
Being outside my home or being with non-intimates, not-immediate family, once took outrageous amounts of energy from me. I have learned to spend less energy in social situations, and control the contact I have with others. This is an ever shifting challenge. It is a balancing act. Beyond being a challenge, it also hurts. I […]
The Autumn Woman
Autumn reminds me of change and passing time. My acquaintance with this season is a pleasant, calm sort of familiarity. As the saying goes, “This is not my first rodeo.” I am growing into a contentment in this time of life that matches this season perfectly. As a creative spirit trained in scientific method, I […]
Launching Amid the Chaos of Creativity
We’re launching! Does that mean everything works well on the site. Nope. Please, please, please let me know if you encounter a sign-up that doesn’t work or a link that leads to no where. I am setting up this site myself, because, well, that is just how I do things. I fully plan to have […]
They Could Not Have Known
Today America remembers attacks on our eastern shores that transpired 9/11/2001. This anniversary in 2015, the 14th anniversary, has many people focusing on children who were born on that day. On Sept. 11, 2001, 13,238 children were born in the United States, according to the Division of Vital Statistics. Today one of those children, Emily […]