A spare resolution

A spare resolution

For the past few years, my friend Terri and I have written “Go bowling at Antelope Lanes” as one of our New Year’s resolutions. She is the official keeper of our resolutions from the previous years. When we get together on New Year’s Eve to make fresh ones, we unseal...
Return to sender

Return to sender

When I was a kid, there was nothing I loved more on a hot, sticky Midwest summer day than lying on the living room couch in the air conditioning, reading a book, changing position only when my elbows and back got too stiff from propping me up or my arms fell asleep...
Memories on the table

Memories on the table

The grocery store is filled with reminders we are firmly in the holiday season. Yams soaked in heavy syrup are cozying up next to the marshmallow bags, herbed stuffing has moved next to the turkey gravy and brining kits. Canned cranberries, cream of mushroom soup and...
Spinning back the years

Spinning back the years

We had a parking lot sale last week as a fundraiser for our Lions Club. As we sorted through all the donations, figuring out the best way to showcase the unique collection of donated treasures, I got distracted by four storage boxes filled with vinyl records and...
Kindercritters

Kindercritters

I am beginning to suspect that many folks who grew up in Prescott had Penny Nicholas as their Kindergarten or first-grade teacher. If I’m doing the math right, kids born in 1963 all the way up through 2010 have graced her classroom and maybe even posed for a photo...
Wish list 

Wish list 

My purse is stuffed with Christmas lists from the residents at our assisted living. I am happy to report that folks in their later years still think candy and chocolate are good gift choices. The lists are short and mostly practical—slippers, scarves, hand lotion,...