A Rallying Cry for Freedom

A Rallying Cry for Freedom

“A day that will live in infamy,” President Roosevelt said of December 7, 1941. And, indeed, it will. A surprise attack by Japanese aircraft against the American Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor triggered the United States’ entrance into World War II.  As I watch old film clips and read first-hand accounts, I imagine the shock […]

Thoughts for a Chilly Thursday

Thoughts for a Chilly Thursday

  Some mornings, even a hot cup of strong coffee has a hard time making inroads. This is one of those mornings. Maybe it’s the thought of a coming snowstorm and the inclination to hibernate. Whatever is causing it, I am slow on getting started with the morning. Nemo has the right idea. He has […]

The Amazing Conclusion of Buz’s Story

The Amazing Conclusion of Buz’s Story

  Slipping from bush to rock, Buz followed the shepherds. Every once in a while, the shepherds paused and pointed to the sky. At last, they stopped in front of a stable in Bethlehem. They spoke and someone  inside the stable answered. Then, the shepherds slowly stepped inside. Did Buz dare get closer to these […]

Buz and the Wonderful Star

Buz and the Wonderful Star

  A few years ago, I wrote a children’s imaginary tale about a fox and his trip to a manger in Bethlehem. I post it every year before Christmas. So, it’s that time again; the first part today, the conclusion tomorrow. I hope you and the child in your life enjoy it. Buz the Fox […]

I Love You, Rudolph; Please Don’t Go

I Love You, Rudolph; Please Don’t Go

  After not watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer for a good many years, I watched him again last week. Amazing thing was, I enjoyed that animated show as much as I did the first time I saw it with my son, many years ago. It has a wonderful message. In fact, it has several wonderful messages– […]

The Calm After the Storm

The Calm After the Storm

Yesterday was the calm after an exceedingly stormy night. In checking with my friends in Oklahoma, I found that a tornado had roared through mighty close to my childhood home and not far from my mother’s home at Etta. It had torn up a boat marina on Tenkiller Lake and destroyed the homes of several […]