Several years ago, I found myself in the local emergency room suffering from what turned out to be a kidney stone attack. In the process of scanning me for kidney stones, they also discovered gallstones. Because the gallstones weren’t causing me any problems at the time,
I’ve never been in top physical condition and have had my share of minor issues over the years, but I try to stay active and I thank God as often as I can for the blessing of good health which I have had in general.
(This entry was first drafted in late June of 2015, but I failed to finish or post it at the time. Adjustments and edits have been made with more to the story). When I moved to the Sandusky, Ohio area in 1998, I was apprehensive on
Our daughter celebrated the Sacraments of First Reconciliation and First Holy Eucharist this year. Because of schedules and commitments, many of her out of town aunts and uncles were unable to celebrate with us, but they were all with her in spirit. One other notable absentee
For much of my childhood and early adult life I did not have a strong relationship with my Godmother, Dot Marker. I was probably about 10 years old when she and her husband uprooted themselves from the area where I grew up and relocated to sunny Florida.
My cousin in Indiana shared this story April 22nd on Facebook and I had to share it here as well. I won’t bore you with a long introduction, I’ll just share her words and photo as they are. Praise God!!! We recently rescued some horses
Some who read this may be aware that I maintain a few other web pages/blogs devoted to other topics which I have linked here on occasion. I have my daughter’s Words of Wisdom, my alter ego’s Rusty Letters, and a few other general and genealogy
This past Sunday morning, my wife made plans for us to do some full family errands. We usually attend a mid morning Mass at our parish, but in order to get a slightly earlier start, we got ready and went to Mass at another parish
If you haven’t already seen it, my “sister blog” Words of Wisdom, has dozens upon dozens of memorable quotes from my seven year old as she has grown over the past four years. There is a good chance that you perhaps saw the Words of
My seven year old and I have grown accustomed to walking to school every morning. It’s just about one half mile from our front door to the school, so it’s only a 10-15 minute walk. Her class starts at about 7:40 a.m., but we generally