Heart First

My Uncle Ray, just fifty seven, died two days ago, early on Thursday morning. At the end of a grueling battle with cancer, he unexpectedly sat up in bed that Thursday morning and embraced his wife and son in a hug of grace. He died in their arms. When mom told me the...

Heidi’s Tale

My esteemed colleague Rick Cornish often takes some ribbing when his uses his pets, particularly his dogs, as the subject of the Welcome Message. What is not so well known is, when I hired on as a regular contributor to the Welcome Message, I was forced to sign a...

Helen On Wheels

Bessie named her upright acoustic bass, “Helen.” This was done because of the fond memory of her great grandmother, who also was a bass player. So Bessie did herself proud by nurturing the musical branches of her family tree. The diminutive, somewhat frail Bessie...

Hello from Whiskey Creek

Hello from Whiskey Creek, where the rain we had over the weekend and the mid to high 80’s sun shine we’re having this week promises to coax into bloom the last hold outs. (That same one-two punch will also cause an explosion of tasty shoots from our lawn, to the sheer...