It arrived in the mail, a gift from my wife’s cousin, who found it while sifting through their aunt’s keepsakes–a bulletin from the First Christian

  So I’m talking to this guy not long ago, a guy I’d just met, and he’s talking about the area, about who lives here

  I don’t believe I will ever sing “Blessed Assurance” without thinking of my father.  He never mentioned that hymn as being among his top

It’s a story I never tired of telling, and it happened just last week–well, July 15, 1838 (and, no, I haven’t been telling it for

  James Russell Lowell, who stood grandly among the literary luminaries of the mid-19th century, created a darling series of thumbnail sketches featuring his rival

Once upon a time, the Schaap family lived here–the island of Terschelling, one of a small chain of islands off the northwest corner of the

The Lighthouse at Westkapelle by Piet Mondrian I stumbled on a incredible war story about Westkapelle, Zeeland, the Netherlands, in a book of World War II

  This morning, Woot’s got a sale on baseball gloves, not just any gloves–Rawlings gloves.  I will not, again, in my life, have need of

  By all accounts, he was a really good guy–good father, good husband, good church-goer.  In some ways, on paper at least, he seems quintessentially