Life from Your Window column

Bear bait in a tent or why I love public bathrooms

It wasn’t a new idea to sleep in a tent at the edge of a river. I’d done it before in a motor home and in a pup tent. But this time would be different, very different. I would ...

Tap dancing through life in a purple bathrobe works for me

This week, I’ve got Trudy on my mind. She was a gentle woman who loved all kinds of music and dance. I’m certain she could tap dance in her mind without leaving her bed. Last ...

A father's poem, words that will last forever

Sometimes we learn more about people after they have left this Earth than we knew when they were alive. My grandmother was a prolific letter writer. I’m told she had pen pals al ...

An Irish blessing for redheads, agnostics and atheists alike

Each time I sit down to write, it seems I’m guided far away from my original intention. This week’s column was scheduled to be about the sad state of our libraries or the Nati ...

Without love, love ... where would you be now?

The tune “Without love, love (where would you be now)” was rolling around in my head Friday morning. Truly, my intention the day before was to write an exposing article on the ...