Turkey Hands

Turkey Hands. Every child has made one. A crafty tradition sent down through the ages. I have fond memories of coloring my “feathers” in red, yellow and orange, always thinking it a work of art that I couldn’t wait to share with my mom. Later, I would receive my own turkey hands. They would go… Continue reading Turkey Hands

Bye-Bye Birdie

Tomorrow is the first day of school for our county and I find myself moving towards it with a sense of sad trepidation. My son is a junior in high school this year. My baby boy, the last one. It has been 16 years since I had to take just one child to school. SIXTEEN… Continue reading Bye-Bye Birdie

Four Hours to Live

We spend approximately 9 hours a day at our place of work. Add to that number the hour or so of preparation, as well as an hour of commuting, and one can easily project half a day spent for the involvement of labor. Now that we are up to approximately 11 – 12 hours dedicated… Continue reading Four Hours to Live