The abundance of blooming chrysanthemums enticed me. Of course, being only 4 or 5 years old at the time, I couldn't resist picking a ...

He's my Daddy He comes home from work wearing his grey striped overalls covered with Vanadium dust. I think he is the Preside...

Sitting on a bench at Capitola Beach today, children nearby chasing seagulls reminded me of Linda and I, with our kids at another shoreline...

A first person account of Daniel Mercy: I remember when my best friend, Johnny, came home from the hospital. We were both five. But he was...

From Memories of a Geisha~~~ At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss", carved into the stone. It has three words...but the...

Another Christmas letter from my parents from before they died: December 11, 2004 Dear Ones, All, With the wonderful thanksgiving hol...