While I was growing up, my grandmother had the most fantastic garden in the entire neighborhood! Flowers of every hue, fragrance, and description fairly burst into bloom each spring.
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The morning sun warms my father’s wavy gray hair as we stand in the field among the blue spruces. It’s my first time planting a tree: he shows me how to dig, pushing down on the edge of the shovel with my foot, then teaching me how to mold and flatten the earth around my sapling. There isn’t much conversation, just a quiet companionship, as enduring and solid as the earth beneath our feet.
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Until I was fourteen years old, I had never had anyone close to me die. When I met Marlene's parents, I was seven; while she was still my dad's girlfriend.
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As a little girl, I was in awe of my mother’s china teacups; each unique, delicate and exquisite. For special occasions I helped her to set the dining table.
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John Knapp, Sr. was a family doctor, with many interests. He loved to travel and to discuss politics.
read moreHere’s Something To Feel Good About Today! “Most people follow the path of those before them; those with a dream and the courage to pursue it forge their own.” Marlene Moore Gordon Life is precious and tenuous and we are all mortal. The question we each must face and hopefully come to terms with, is how will we spend our...
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