Love Begins Here

Love Begins Here

“Love Begins at Home.” The engraved wooden plaque hangs proudly in our upstairs living room, enthroned above what I have dubbed “the picture wall,” holding court over our family when we linger there in the minutes before bedtime. Not usually one for kitsch, I just...
Checking Out on the Fourth

Checking Out on the Fourth

My bottle of maple syrup sat suspended on the conveyor belt as the check-out clerk finished with the customer in front of me. Just the maple syrup, that was all I had stopped for. I was in the “15 items or less” aisle, so it would be a quick trip. The clerk scanned my...
Opening Day

Opening Day

An overcast sky threatened to rain on our parade, literally, as we waited for the dozens of Little Leaguers to tramp through the park from the empty swimming pool waiting for a Memorial Day opening, to the freshly mowed and raked baseball diamond on the Southside of...