My son is a man of character, heart, wit, love, and pure tenderness. My wish for him is that he portrays these attributes to those around him. On his Birthday, I wrote this to convey my love to him.
With the passing of each aunt, there appears another empty seat in our theater. We shift our gaze to the next till the last aunt leaves, and we can only look toward the memories of love and support.
Trish Burr is the epitome of the well-known phrase, 'Practice Makes Perfect'. Her delicately embroidered birds, flowers and portraits are in a class all their own. Have a look at some of these gorgeous three-dimensional works of art. Our grandmothers did some lovely embroideries but they were nothing like this.
Self-discipline, hard work and recognizing the importance of schoolwork are traits that pay tremendous dividends for any high school student who possesses them. This is a short narrative of my dealings with those traits as a teenager.
Taxi driving was a great adventure. Never a boring day but I had an experience that I will never forget. My story.
End of life for a loved one is a traumatic event. Losing someone that we care about is heartbreaking, yet celebrating their life doesn't have to be sad nor expensive.
Finally, the unvarnished truth about Abitibi Canyon and it's residents! Were the Canyonites really tough? Were the curling rocks rigged? The truth is revealed in this explosive article!
Thirteen years ago this June, we discovered that the feral cat that had taken up residence in our backyard was not a he, but a she. So we named her Frankie instead of Frank. She had a litter of six kittens under a sheet of plywood that was leaning...
Do you believe in miracles? Why not? They happen everywhere in everyday life. This story shows how certain sports activities make the author believe in miracles with God helping her all the way.
This is an account of my cats, which were many. Their stories were not all happy ones, but their lives were.
For months, I continued to suffer in silence unable to tell anyone that each day I was closer to the brink of self destruction and crying out for help. Then I took the first steps of getting help.
Give the gift of yourself this Mother's Day. Our Grandmothers and Great Grandmothers needs to see our smiles. They need to know that we still care for them. All they want is to have their family time.
Oh sure, cockatoos look all sweet and cuddly, but are they really? Listen to my side of the story, and you might see as I do that they are manipulative, malicious, little beasts, perpetually plotting to kill their owners and fly or flop into the great blue yonder...
Angelica Hairston was born to play the harp, but the young African American musician is striving for a higher goal by challenging the stats to empower classical artists of color.
"This is the first time you really will be cold," My cousin warned. Old Man Winter grabbed, stung, scorched and iced me all at once. Later, I thought the view compensated for the horrendous hug.
In the 1940s and early 50s we were brought up and disciplined quite differently to the way that most children are today. This hub allows you to take a peek at how one working class mum did it.
This article is about my mom and dad surviving World War II with three kids and sheltering Jewish people in their home. Swapping Dad's paintings for some potatoes. It wasn't easy, but we all survived.
A collection of black and white photographs taken in Glasgow in 1979, mostly in and around the West end, University, Byres Road, Maryhill.
Learn about Alcazar the horse; what my grandfather's WW1 war pilot buddy was doing in Frisco, TX; handwritten letters and what people do with cigar boxes today.
My dad passed away in October, 2017. This is not just another write-up for Hubpages...perhaps a way to pen my feelings. One more effort to feel a little lighter and cope with the loss of my Dad!
I was too shy to ask the librarian where the children’s books were located, so the first books I read were adult novels & poems located in the perfect spot for the extremely bashful— near the exit.
Edith Piaf was known as "The Little Sparrow." I wrote a biographical poem to honor Piaf and her talent and to tell a little about her success and, also, her sadness.
The 17th November in Greece marks an historic event. Each year the citizens of Athens and Thessaloniki march in memory of the students that stood against the government in 1973. Each year the march can end in violence. As an uninformed tourist, this is my story...
Here are some ideas for helping your teen make an informed decision about enlisting in the Armed Services.
Jimmy Jean offers classes for small groups in the North Dordogne, South Charente regions of France. He wants his students to speak the language in the vernacular.
Contrary to opinion, spirituality is not about a belief in something. Nor is it a ritual of particular tasks. It is an inner entry into a very deep part of yourself where you connect with core-life...
Alex delves deep into details about his southern travels in the United States. He summarizes, with photographs and video, his trips to the south in 2014 and in 2017.
While riding my horse in the hills of southeastern Indiana, my horse and I both saw something frightening.
History of Tuberculosis in Ireland. Memories of two Dublin women who had to stay in a TB hospital in 1940's and 50's. Tuberculosis sanatoriums in Ireland. Famous people who died from the disease.
Memories of my grandmother and her family living in Dublin during the Irish War of Independence and the 1916 Easter Rising. How as an ordinary family living in tenement rooms in Dublin they got on with raising their family as best they could from 1907 to 1960.
My Dad, who was an artist, served in the Dutch Army during the Indonesian Independance War from 1946-1949 . He never spoke about this war, but we got an impression through his drawings.
This hub tackles the reputation of Latin prayers in this modern world. This tells about a true account of a soldier in relation to life and the power of prayer.
The story of how an elderly stray cat, who had never lived indoors his entire life, befriended a timid young rescue dog and how their enduring friendship defied the odds to last a lifetime.
I remember that late September afternoon like it was yesterday. I was 17 and a senior at John Muir High School in Pasadena, California. All of the senior girls had been invited to an assembly, sponsored by the Tournament of Roses Association. The...
In this article, I recall special times with mom and dad. My memories include family activities, summer visits back home to Wisconsin, and traveling together over the years.
Fiction or Truth? I am not one to play foolish games in life or in private. Especially in private when I visit one of my years in my younger years.
Cooking my first Thanksgiving dinner was not supposed to be a disaster, nor was it supposed to be funny. It ended up being both. But all good plans can go awry...
An 80 year old shares his memories of 1930s and 1940s school days in Chelsea, Kansas. The town of Chelsea is long gone from the map, but his memories keep that time alive for us.
A little tribute to my mother.. she passed on from this world on the 30th of July 2012. It has been difficult to write this ...the pain is still fresh... She was a great lady.. a wonderful woman.
A Christmas shopper's dilemma: should you brave the inclement British weather or stay home and shop online? The supposed arrival of the end of the world on 22nd Dec 2012 added to all the fun!
I was frightened when my great grandma said a mouse had been in the confectioner's sugar because I had been eating it almost daily. Imagine my surprise when the culprit was revealed.
More than 30 years ago, I came close to participating in the National Spelling Bee in Washington, D.C... but my skills betrayed me at the worst possible time.
Betsy Terrell was with Poppa Neutrino for many of his amazing adventures. This includes performing as a street musician worldwide, crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a raft and more.
Loving an old dog is the next closest thing to looking in the mirror and seeing your own senior reflection staring back.
Family history of the times in Wisconsin when my mother was a child growing up in the 1920s and beyond. See many photos plus a video.
After a particularly difficult winter, when April Fools Day came around I felt that laughter was the only thing to cure my depression. A good practical joke is worth a million dollars worth of therapy.
Christmas can be a magical time of year. It can also be challenging, particularly in case of serious illness or the passing of a loved one. Here are my thoughts on finding peace during the holidays.
A woman's character is reflected in her holiday cooking. Mother was a unique lady, a first generation American. Her pioneer spirit definitely showed in her fruitcake--the world's best!
You just had to be there when that slick monster, Spontaneity, met a crowd inside Barnes & Noble and the scene was not funny.
Learn about Stir Up Sunday and our family traditions in a working class home involved around the making of Christmas cake and Christmas pudding in the 1940s and 50s
I gave birth and for the first time in my life I have consciously realized, with my whole being, that I have a mother too. And I needed her, I needed her more than anything. But she wasn't there.
My father's older brother, Uncle Augie, was always my favorite uncle. In addition to sharing a passion for baseball, my uncle tried to teach me golf and enjoyed talking about the Milwaukee Braves. While living on the farm, I always looked forward to Uncle Augie's visits.
In a world where animal societies and human culture entwine, challenges, triumphs and lessons abound. This is the true story of Mitchell Cooper, the socially awkward, nest rejected laughing dove, and the struggles faced in his quest to rejoin his species out in the "wilds" of suburban Perth...
Growing up with very little relationship, it is still hard as an adult to hear others explain the man my father was to them- when I still am at odds with what his absence did to me
A personal spiritual journey of Good Guy with Tzu Chi. A pilgrimage to the Master's abode in Hualien, East Taiwan, to be confirmed as a Tzu Chi certified volunteer.
Hettie Lee (Will) Anderson, circa 1895 Foreword: I was fortunate to have acquired a typed diary from my great, great grandma, on my mother's side, of her experience in northern Nebraksa as a homesteader during the 1880s. For the value and...
"I grew up in rural Arkansas on Route 4. That road is now called Dixon Road. Our house was across the street from Primrose Methodist Church and a few houses down from Granite Mountain Hospital, operated by Dr. Samuel P. Junkin, my grandfather. When...
This is the story of a pretty much mundane trip to Arkansas that turned into quite an adventure. For one day, I was a hero (not a heroine; the word doesn't resonate) in at least my own eyes and those of one other person. It was a mystical day of karma or kindness or maybe just love. It was the beginning of a long journey for me of looking for and finding joy in unexpected places.
When we ponder life, sometimes we should look at it from an animal's perspective; if we only could. One animal that has a special disposition is the American raccoon. They are very nosey, or should I say, politely, inquisitive. Teddy was no exception; he was at the upper scale of nosey.
Among three generations of women, she was the first to become a young bride, establish a family complete with husband and wife, and bear her children within her marriage. She was a desirable role model.
Experiencing a major hurricane should be a once in a lifetime experience. You emerge from it wiser and more mature and your perspective on life can never be the same again.
During the 1950s, I never paid much attention to the news on television or in the paper. In 1957, there were, however, exciting and interesting things happening all around this 13-year-old. This article fondly recalls special events that occurred to my family and me.
Meeting Bobby Sherman was a life changing experience for me. Read for a description of the actual event and how it changed my life!
I learned that it wasn't easy getting into medical school in the 1960s. A person has to have the smarts, aptitude, and persevering desire which everyone does not have to become a doctor.
In 1957, Charles and Dorothy Kuehn purchased a 117-acre farm just north of Honey Creek, Wisconsin. Dad and mom realized the American dream by first being able to own their own farm and then ultimately by being able to ship Grade A milk in the late 1970s. This is a modern history of our farm.
This is a small window into the lives of my paternal great-grandparents as they started their life together in Ontario, Canada at the tail end of an unimagined cholera pandemic. They were caught up in this horror, both as part of the medical profession and as parents of a victim of cholera.
A 23 year- old gold seeker arrived in San Francisco from Massachusetts in 1854. His observations and opinions of the California Gold Rush are recorded in well preserved letters.
When I got married in 1973, a future divorce in 1992 was inconceivable. This article first recalls a happy marriage in Taiwan in the 1970s. It then remembers challenges, frustrations, and success after moving to the United States and living in Toledo and Maryland during the period 1979-1983.
Orchid has been in and out of the life since she was a young woman. Of her many experiences, she has finally found some satisfaction and some peace. The following is a true account and her story.
This is part 1 of my experience meeting Bobby Sherman as an adult during the Teen Idols Tour in 1998. Also included is a You Tube video of Bobby Sherman singing "Julie Do Ya Love Me"
There is a song that reminds me of my mother. The song that usually makes me cry hopelessly, every time I hear it on the radio. I have it on my iTunes playlist and as I scroll past the song title, I hesitate to click , knowing very well I am going to be heavy with grief, choked with emotion and generally make a spectacle of myself.
She was someone in my life who made everything better just by listening and now she's gone. For the first time in a long time I realize again how precious life is and that time is a priceless gift.
This is a first hand account of what it was like getting ready for Christmas in a working class home in the 1940s and 50s
Artist, Linda Wages, acquired a God-inspired talent during her later adult years. Her drawings are examples of how our early experiences generate expressions of beauty later in life.
Sergeant Georgina Stone joined the Airforce in World War 2. But that didn't stop her getting caught up in hilarious pranks! Includes being chased by a Spitfire, losing her dignity and her skirt while putting on a parachute, knocking out a ghost and last but not least getting cosy with a King! Just another day in the life of my mother the WAAF!
Memories of Christmas day in Australia in 1967 as Irish immigrants. Migration Memories of living in Australia as a 10 year old child. Why did the irish immigrate to australia? We immigrated to Australia with the £10 assisted passage scheme.
I became a woman in the 1960s. By the age of 25 I was one of the rarities for the time in that I was divorced and had two young sons to raise. Divorce was very much frowned upon. Women were suppose to marry and stay married, no matter what. No...
A look back at the 1930s at some of the experiences of my grandparents, Frank and Ivy Trigg, who were bringing up two young children (my mum Audrey and my uncle, Ken) in Hunslet, Leeds, UK.
Who isn't full of memories? I have my share and these are of a time when my children were young and life was wonderful.
My kids have begged me for years to write about my very unique life, which they, as well as my wife, parents, relatives, friends, and many others, have been involved in. Now, I feel this is the time, so please follow me on a journey that even you may be involved in. It will be a book someday.
When I met this beautiful little girl, she was two years old. Blood was not a factor, and we bonded instantly. In so many ways it was almost magical.
That son referred to in this happy exchange later became my husband. Some family history during WWII included plus photos.
My mom who is 83 came to live with me. I'm feeling so blessed to have her still. As most kids do I left home in my 20's and no more to return - except for visits. But mom stayed in Minnesota, was caretaker to other family members, and now she's...
Memories from the War to End All Wars still linger, nearly one hundred years after it began. Travelling through France and Belgium it is impossible not to be touched by the horrors which are still visible in the landscape.
Crochet is easy to do, is relaxing and rewarding. Crochet on auto pilot with just a couple of stitches. Here are some of my creations using a couple of couple of easy stitches.
In 1985 the only thing many Americans knew about Korea was what Korean War veterans told them or what they saw on the popular television show M*A*S*H. This article is from the perspective of someone who had never been outside North America.
I believed that nothing could compare to the mountains in Denver, especially Estes Park. In 2007, Joe and I took at trip to the Canadian Rockies. They are Denver times ten. Not only the mountains but Lake Louise, the wildlife, the birds, all of it made for a marvelous and awe-inspiring trip.
In this article, I reflect on meaningful memories of past Christmas. Relive my memories of Christmas as a boy, young man, father, and an older man. Read how I have played Santa Claus three times in my life.
Ann Street, Greenock, 1967 McLean Museum - Eugene Mehat My mother grew up in Greenock, Scotland. She was born there, at The Rankin Hospital, and lived in the town until she was nineteen years old. She still remembers the exact addresses she lived at...
These are my memories of Granite Mountain hospital, owned and operated by Samuel Presley Junkin, my grandfather.
In honor or our family, especially my father, ancestral family details researched all due to a vivid dream I had about dad. What I learned was amazing.
The true story of the power of prayer, the importance of Faith in our lives, and how it transformed my life.
The story of Camp Howze in Gainesville, Texas and the 334th Infantry Regiment during World War 2. Camp Howze trained 10,000 plus personnel per month and later became a German prisoner of war camp.
Someone was actually paying me to drive them around Downtown Dallas in a brand new Cadillac. What could possibly go wrong?
In 1991 I got to see it more as a native than a visitor. Many things were the same as they were when I left Korea in 1986. Some things had subtle differences. Some things may have been the same but I hadn’t seen or noticed them before.
Death. The longer we live, the more of it we see. What does it take to watch loved ones pass on? What gives meaning in the midst dying? This essay is based on the courage and experiences of my mother.
My life with a schizophrenic. He was also diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), the new way to say multiple personalities. We were together 5 years.
When I was a child, from the age of one year old, I was always surrounded by animals, including dogs, rabbits, birds, rodents and fish. I had a great childhood and it also taught me to love animals.
This is our Love story. It started in the 1950's during our college years. This coming May 8 will be our 60th wedding anniversary. We thank the Lord for all the blessings he has given us.
Emigrating to Australia in 1967: My mother tells us her memories of living and working in Australia in the 1960's. She immigrated with her husband and five young children as £10 Poms. Migration Memories on board the Ship Castel Felice.
These are my reflections at the age of 66. It seems that suddenly I'm old: not ancient, but old. And it's okay. There is definitely good to be found with age, at least from my perspective.
Anything is game, bugs, worms, paper, rugs, my Min Pin eats it! For such a small dog he sure does have an appetite.Life with my Min Pin who eats everything is an adventure.
When I was a little girl, my mother got polio. I stayed with my grandparents in their old Victorian home. My grandmother was not good with children but we made a connection with old keepsakes.
This is the story of a remarkable woman born when Queen Victoria was still on the throne. It tells of life back in the early 1900s and the hardships of raising a family of ten children in a two bedroomed house in Birkenhead. Life back then was very different and every day was a battle.
My parents were two of the most generous people you could ever hope to meet. During their lives, mom and dad sacrificed so much for the well-being of me and four other siblings. This article recalls how generous my parents really were.
Feral cats make wonderful outdoor pets. This is the story of Frankie, who's lived in my backyard for many years. She has an irritable disposition and still spits at the ones who feed her, but we love our wild girl who rode out Hurricane Katrina and survived raccoons, dogs, and other cats invading her domain
The numerous photos show my great aunt and uncle's large and successful farming operation in North Dakota back in the early 1900s.
These are my thoughts on becoming 67. Maybe they will save someone all the time I spent finally realizing what matters in life.
A fascinating first hand account of working class life in 1940s and 50's which give you a real insight into a lifestyle that has all but disappeared. This article is full of the kind of things that never make it into the history books and allows you to take a peek into what it was like to live in Britain in a working class area as a working class family. See how your granny lived!
My New Journey With Tzu Chi. Rejuvenating oneself with the stream of living Dharma. Immerse oneself amongst living beings with compassion.
Vintage postcards from my grandparents of the mermaids in Weeki Wachee are particularly colorful. See photos & videos of what has now become a State Park in Florida.
This is a story of accidental sibling death told years after the event. My 2 1/2- year-old sister drowned while I was looking after her and my two other siblings.
As I approach the big "70," turning 69 this March, dealing with change has become the biggest challenge in my life. Not knowing what surprises and
As a child I was born and raised in a military family; with my father serving in the United States Air Force for over 20 years before retiring. The military dependant life sometimes was not the greatest due to all the relocating that you would have...
The story of the Oscar Coleman Cooler follows a span of over 30 years of highs and lows. Oscar goes off to college, to concerts and other adventures. Follow this Coleman Cooler's journey through life.
Below is a copy of the eulogy that I gave at my grandfather's funeral in June 2009. It was difficult for me to go in front of hundreds of people and say these words at such a sad time, but I felt that it was something I owed him and a testament to...
We arrived here in Arkansas July 3rd. It is halfway through our trip. The days are drifting by and nature is healing us both of worries and sorrow.
It has been a year since I saw you lying in the centre of the room, surrounded by wailing relatives and distressed mourners.
It was a privilege to share his journey. That is reason for gratitude, not regret. What is clear to me right now is that reopening the door that time has closed is reopening the door to nowhere.
This is another true tale from my "simple," teenage life. And this narrative taught me how to not be too suspicious of Substitute teachers.
Is it fair to love your first grandchild most? I think not. It's not fair to the other grandchildren that Grandchild Number One got a headstart on your heart.
Death is a topic that brings us face to face with our own mortality. Losing a loved one unexpectedly is especially troubling. This is a memorial for a precious nephew.
My grandmother was the model of applied wisdom for a theology major doing his post graduate studies in wisdom literature. She was a character profile of age and wisdom to family members and others.
The railroad brought me into Huntington, WV in 1976. A train did not actucally bring me but my dad worked for The Chessie System and he was transferred from Cumberland, Maryland to Huntington, WV. He began to work at the old OH Building where the DMV is now on Madison Avenue. The following is some of my memories of Huntington. I have collected pictures of Huntington through the years and some blogs I have written about some of my favorite memories of Huntington and some of my favorite stories
I love being a Dad to my two kids. I first wrote this just after the birth of my Daughter as an homage to how I felt.
We had just settled in a new place by the sea. It was a colony full of Russian families. This short article story shows picture-wise how we got entwined with them, laughing, talking, and playing with them, spending time with them and getting to know them better. Interested? Read on.
I love Thanksgiving, but it always brings back the memory of the 60's and how so many of our boys were sent to Vietnam. This is the story of my brother. My older and loved brother. My only brother!
Anthony Robbins takes seminar attendees through the Firewalk experience of walking on hot coals. This takes place during the 3 day seminar entitled,"Unleash The Power Within" that Tony Robbins presents all over the world. This hub is the actual account of my firewalk experience.
I was born on the third day in the month of April, on the year of the snake,1965. I'm the fourth child in the family of 7 children that consist of 4 male and 3 female. I don't remember much during the early years of my infant life as I never heard...
To ward off the flu virus and, other diseases people used folk medicine remedies, medicine bags called 'Asphidity' bags (that is what my Aunt Hattie called her bag) worn pinned to her under garments.
Alex investigates a European country during a time of political turmoil. He summarizes some of the interesting notes of his visit in 2014.
Imagine the possibilities in your family history that brings amazing connections to your present. I highly recommend www.ancestry.com and www.23andme.com
a nostalgic essay reflecting life in the '50s and how a mother's songs and poetry powerfully shaped her daughter's views of ethics and morals.
Watching a Fireworks Display is an exhilarating experience, but handling fireworks can be dangerous - as a child I discovered this.
There are many ways senior citizens can still be active and creative. I explored just a couple of ways that I have known as well as a few of the stories they like to tell.
I was born at the beginning of the New Year in 1973. Suddenly, it seems like a very, very long time ago. Age does have a certain habit of creeping up on you in a way you thought it never would, teasing you with long days of eternal youth before one...
Sweet Sadie, an Italian Greyhound, found her way to me in spite of my resistance. This is the story of our amazing experience with animal rescue.
How do we look back on things in our life that stand out. The way we treated people who are no longer with us? Is is with regret or can we truly say we did the best we knew how?
We love and cherish our mothers. We wish they would live forever, but the day comes when we must say goodbye and that day will forever be etched in our minds. At least this is my story...
Ronald Stone was my uncle. He was also a bomber pilot in world war 2. We knew what happened to him. Or so we thought. Until we found this shocking secret!
When my children were small, we often visited their Grandpa in Arkansas. We took those fun times for granted, but looking back, they were some of our very best times. Arriving after a long drive to a fabulous dinner of chuck roast, black-eyed peas, squash, and corn bread is not something to be taken for granted!
This article attempts to understand the background of my paternal grandfather, Charles August Kuehn. From the beginning as a twin brother in a big German immigrant family in Milwaukee in 1885, I trace my grandfather's life as a boy and man in both Door County and the Greenfield area of Milwaukee.
Have you ever thought about quitting your day job and seeking out paradise? That's exactly what I did.
One wouldn’t typically think his or her hair color would determine many aspects of his or her life. However, if you are born with red hair it is the norm.
This article relates the story of my first exposure to the stewardess career field and the details of training at "Stew School."
I'm fascinated with the occult, the different, the unimaginable. I believe there is more to life than skin and bone, than what our eyes see and our ears hear.
The kindness of one elderly man changed my life and made me feel worthy. The stories of his wife reminded me that people face tragedy and loss silently. I learned about kindness changed me forever.
My birthday was March 14th. When I wrote the article about my 67th birthday, I did it on that day. Somehow this year I had no inspiration and decided to wait and let more things come to mind about the past year. Those of you who read my hubs know I...
As Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba says, the dreams in which He appears are real. The time taken for them to happen in reality varies from case to case. Here is an experience of a dream which manifested itself in months. Also follows a brief on what one should do when one gets a dream of Swami.
Al Capp could have modeled Sadie Hawkins after my grandmother. Was grandfather a flabbergasted victim or did he intentionally play right into her pretty little hands? This is a true story.
This is a small tribute to my virtuous father, Professor Bakshi. D. Sinha, a teacher, an economist, an author, a research scholar, an academician,and to me, an affectionate father. He passed away a year ago, but he lives on, through all the noble work, he has done for the society and for the family.
Life sometimes wears on us, and we all find different ways to regain that spark. For me at times, it was through my relationships with special women.
My college room-mate lost her mother shortly before Christmas in 1985. I remember the tearful phone call asking if I'd seen the news, requesting that I not talk to any media...and then begging me to come to her mother's home in Connecticut because...
At age seven, from a poor background, things were simple, but yet so memorable at the first school house that I had ever attended. Enjoy.
As a young person, my family moved many times and each time I learned something very significant. Here are my lessons learned.
How I wish for a phone call from my daughter that always began with her saying, "Hey dad, what's up?" Those 4 words spoken with the sweet voice I will never hear again haunt me even now... .
This Irish family emigrated to Australia in 1967 on the Castel Felice as £10 Poms. These are the memories of my father who was a railway worker on the London Underground and then emigrated to Australia and worked for the South Australian Railways.
I have known my mother's younger sister Anna or Sissy all of my life. In this article, I recall Aunt Sissy as a very young boy, young man, in my middle-age, and in 2019. She has always been a kind, thoughtful, and very pleasant person.
An old photo of a space-themed amusement park leads to a journey of discovery into Long Island's rich aeronautical history, from biplanes to lunar landers.
My mother-in-law was a shining example of unconditional love and acceptance. This is my tribute to her.
Like my father said, “Life is short. We have to be ready and know how it is to be with God when we pass away. That’s because we will never know when it will happen. It could happen tonight, tomorrow, next week, next month—it will happen.” Life goes so fast…