Praise for Him coming from us is like the bark of a terrier at the foot of his master

Reunions can happen and leave you speechless. I’m standing at a bank of elevators in a hospital going to visit my wife

It used to bother me to see odd people leapfrog parking meters and shout every day is Halloween until

Smitty isn’t Schulte. He doesn’t drive a Cadillac and doesn’t hit his wife often any more. Schulte, on the other hand,

Farmer John knows he’s old but didn’t think he was that old until he went to town one day and met a young lady he liked as much as he likes the corn

Around his navel this morning a halo, a red stipple Hopkins would love: “Glory be to God for dappled thin… It’s a gift from this woman

Outside, the still of crickets. Inside, petals of a cold sore foliate,

His cardiologist says Fred’s doing well for a man of 80. It won’t be his heart that kills him.

His wife takes him to dinner as she always does on his birthday wearing bright red lipstick, a color she detests but he likes.

With a smile, the POTUS tangoes in Argentina while in Belgium and the rest of the World people try not to cry.

Dreams I can’t remember cause a conflagration fire hoses can’t put out. Dreams I can recall arrive in technicolor.

They moved in on Sunday, a bright and sunny day, the first black family on the bloc… They drove up in two U-Hauls and slowly carried furniture

Natural Family Planning has its ups and downs so to speak but it often works quite well. But when the calendar

Cardinals bicker and knock seed from the feeder. Doves parade below. Donal Mahoney

Early evening traffic’s rather heavy. Autos armadillo home along the Outer Drive as out of mouths of buildings