As We See It Step by StepWhen our sons were young, we put up the tree each Thanksgiving weekend, hanging the flotsam and jetsam of our…Carol Van KlompenburgOctober 31, 2015
Uncategorized Singing a New SongAs I sing the servant song during evening worship, a familiar image recurs. In my imagination, I am standing on…Carol Van KlompenburgNovember 16, 2006
Uncategorized On Buses: Three Scenes and an EpilogueOn the first day of kindergarten Miss Primus assigned us to sit in groups of six at quarter-scale tables in…Carol Van KlompenburgMay 16, 2004
Uncategorized Remember the Sounds and SilenceAt four, I am visiting my Aunt Minnie's farm for the day. Cobs crackle in the black kitchen stove. The…Carol Van KlompenburgNovember 16, 2003