A Year of Memories, Monday Memories, Reflections
I’d played more than a hundred football, basketball, and baseball games between seventh grade and high school graduation, but my mother had never seen me play. Not until the night we played Livingston a second time, this time on our home floor. I was excited, knowing...
Life lessons, Real life characters, Reflections
The following short story received a Nonfiction Honorable Mention in the 2021 Jade Ring Contest from the Wisconsin Writer’s Association “As far as memoir writing, it doesn’t get much better than this. This reviewer encourages the writer to continue to tell...
A Year of Memories, Reflections
I’ve always been more impressed by what people do than by what they say. I believe that people’s actions reveal their true character. I only knew two Latter-Day Saints (LDS, often called Mormons) before living in Utah for two years while completing my doctorate...
A Year of Memories, Reflections
The moon and stars lighted the sand as our four-wheeler crossed and re-crossed the beach. We’d been searching for loggerhead turtle tracks for a couple hours but had yet to be rewarded. Lynn and I’d stopped at the information center earlier that day after crossing...
Farming, Iowa County Blog, Reflections
The following anecdotes illustrate numerous ways my family-farmer relatives showed kindness to me, and positively influenced work habits, attitudes, and my view about how to treat others. How I admired these adults, even as a child, enough to want to learn from them...
A Year of Memories, Monday Memories, Reflections
I was known as a shooter during my senior year of basketball. When I had a slight opening, I drove to the basket. When I didn’t have an opening, I worked hard to create one. But it wasn’t always that way. I’ll never forget that night on the court when shooting the...
