In case you haven’t seen 4:15 a.m. lately, I’ll clue you in. It’s really dark then. And it comes really early, even when you practice by getting up at 5 or 5:30 the two previous days. It’s that time of year again, when St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Arlington hosts that
Category: Life in the 50s
Of Lost Treasures, Tangible and Intangible
A friend of mine lives in a 100-year-old house… not a mansion, just a cozy little nook of a home on a shady street. And, what with it being a 100-year-old house, it needs repairs now
Letting Go of Perfection, and Enjoying the Ride
I’ve been going to a nearby sing-along Messiah for eight years or so. The soloists are always first rate, the conductor excellent and infectiously joyous, the musicians superb.
Cataloging Christmas Dreams
They must have come in late October, as I know the brown and red and yellow leaves still were scurrying around our large yard when they arrived. Funny to think that even nearly fifty years ago, Christmas merchandising started that early. Mom would try to hide them for a few days, but that was all she… Continue reading Cataloging Christmas Dreams