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I have some friends who live in Bermuda.  They tell me they enjoy coming to the States because they get Island Fever.  Bermuda is a small place; everyone knows everyone and they need more space.  Many of us non-Bermudians can appreciate their need because we...

Climbing and descending stairs is a growing challenge for our old dog.  She stands and stares for awhile summoning the resources to make the trip. Wanting to understand the challenge I decided to ascend and descend from her point of view.  Climbing up was easy. ...

They weren't blind but they might as well have been.  Three mice looking for a winter home decided the ventilation fan in my sister's Toyota looked like a nice dark secure refuge from the winter storms.   I think the end came quickly.  Surely they never...

As a psychology teacher I am often filled with wonder at the psychological wisdom of Paul.  Paul begins most of his letters with theological issues and finishes them with practical advice on how to live a successful life here on earth.  He was not so...

On Sundays my wife and I along with two friends go dinering.  Each week we go for breakfast to a different diner in our area.  It is great fun.  This past week we went to one of those old narrow steel buildings with old style...

Most of us are disappointed the first time we hear a recording of our voice. We thought our voice was deeper, more impressive and dignified.  The playback allows us to hear what other people hear when they listen to us. The reason for the discrepancy...

Most of my friends who have been adopted wish, upon adulthood, to find their biological parents.  There is something that completes us when we find our roots.  I know a man who wishes he had been adopted.  His biological roots, his parents, did not provide...

I'm not sure why but for some inane reason I was thinking about Superman on my way to school this morning.  Just imagine having to wear black-rimmed glasses all the time so people wouldn't recognize you.  Then there is that Kryptonite thing.  Realizing that bad...

When we talk about our calling most of us respond with the name of a career or a profession.  At our college we talk to our students about their calling to be a teacher, a nurse, a businessman, a pastor, a tradesmen or a service...

Our yard is one vast nursery.   We have a cardinal nest, a robin nest, a chickadee nest, a catbird nest and a phoebe nest. There is a squirrel nest, a chipmunk nest and a rabbit nest.  I'm sure there are more but those are the...