“We still have each other. We have that limitless source of grace."
We, Us, Ours
With each passing day, we are living history, turning page after page.
The Year of the G
A tough loss, yes. But look what has blossomed from all that hard work. Something to behold.
Marvin & Me
I continue to ask why. I have no answers. But I do have Marvin.
‘The End of the World’
"When I was a little kiddo, I’d see that view and say, ‘Thank you, Lord.’"
Hard To Say Goodbye
Here’s to you, Stan.
A Few Steps
Where has the time gone?
My Charleston, My Hope
When I read this passage last Saturday afternoon, I wept.
Exit Stage Left
We lose yet another vital voice on the printed page. Damn.
The Writer, The Commissioner
He was old-school, a shoe-leather reporter who did the work.
