A spoonful of honey

Two years ago, I had to travel from Philadelphia to Atlanta. As I waited to get through airport security, two Transportation Security Administration (TSA) agents stood in front of me. They had just relieved two other agents and were having a deep, animated conversation. It took me a minute, but I figured out easily enough … More A spoonful of honey

Uncle Fuzzy’s Quilt

“I have often had a retrospective vision where everything in my past life seems to fall with significance into logical sequence.”― Ansel Adams I wrote about a dear family member, almost a year ago and that post, about my delightful Great Uncle “Fuzzy” is on my mind. One of the unexpected joys as a result of writing … More Uncle Fuzzy’s Quilt