Fear and trembling
The hardest work I ever did was a three-week stint–that’s all–with a road crew cutting sod and laying it down along the new interstate highway,
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The hardest work I ever did was a three-week stint–that’s all–with a road crew cutting sod and laying it down along the new interstate highway,
Case closed. I’m an Iowan, once upon a time a Republican, and I am at this moment endorsing a candidate. (Now please stop calling.) I’d
A half a century ago, I was a kid in a Sunday school class taught by a man who’d taught those classes longer, maybe, than
My wife, who’s now retired and therefore been home more often these days than she’s been in the 25 years we’ve lived in this old house,
Professor Helen Vendler says that Emily Dickinson changed the first word of the fourth line the poem “Safe in their Alabaster Chambers” from “sleep” to
Ten years ago maybe, my in-laws, then in their eighties, told us that they had simply mentioned to the pastor, as if in passing, that occasionally they’d
The house where we lived at that time is long gone, as is the tiny kitchen where I stood, phone in hand, listening. The call
Oddly enough, it may be my earliest intense memory. We’re at the village park for a family reunion, I think, and it’s fun–that much I
Your great-grandma says I talk like an old preacher, which is to say, too much. Maybe she’s right. She’s right about a lot of things.