"They had no idea of what manner of men they were. One of them once, seeing himself in a mirror that passed on a van of household goods, had cried out - There is an ugly fellow!” (Pearl Buck, The Good Earth) Yesterday, Sunday, was a busy day in our home. It was the first … Continue reading At Home on Sunday
I have learned something about community. I should say, I have learned what it means to me. Not so much by the definition in the Merriam-Webster dictionary: Com-mu-ni-ty : a group of people who live in the same area (such as a city, town, or neighborhood) : a group of people who have the same … Continue reading Community
They smelled good - most of the time - and I was able to do things with them I could never do with a book.
The essay I am discussing came out years ago and I did not like it. I felt it was mean spirted.
"I have lost my beloved record collection, tapes, CD’s, novels, and countless cherished items, like my baseball card collection and many pictures of my family. I have held onto that first Bible I ever owned."