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

  There was a telephone booth somewhere near the Variety Store back then, a telephone booth I hardly ever used.  There was no need really–I

 There’s just so much about what happened in Boston on Monday that’s going to happen again.  Will people hate?  Yes.  For a dozen reasons or

Hey, I’m no purist.  Maybe I should be–after all, I’ve been a classroom teacher for my whole life, an English teacher too.  I’ve every right

  On a plane, I’m a reader not a talker. In fact, I rather resent jabberers, warm-hearted folks, I’m sure, who make it their mission

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 ten