Buddy’s Slumber Party

My Buddy, Buddy.  His Master’s Call“Who does that chocolate lab belong to?” I asked Rich as I returned, that summer a few years ago, from a Saturday’s trip to San Diego. I sat on the rocker on our front deck, where I’d plunked myself upon my arrival. He stood in the front yard, hose in […]


Bloodbath

The Water Shimmered So.  “Your Father begged me to teach you to steer clear of that lake,” Mama said. “I know it looks clean, cool, and inviting–lots of fun. But if you swim in it, it leaves a terrible stink on you. It’s dangerous. You need to stay away from it” I shrugged. “Okay, Mama,” […]


Laura’s Last Lesson

The Gazebo at Our Church. In Loving Memory of Laura Lane Barnett. March 4, 1922 – July 31, 2012 On Easter Sunday, 2011, we attended sunrise services held in our new little church’s mountaintop parking lot, right in front of the gazebo.  An elderly couple—the oldest in our congregation—sat beside us. His name was Dr. […]


Concrete Soup and 2 x 4 Salad

And a Side of Ranch, Please Faith AND Reason I grow testy when folks claim logic, reason, and rationality as the exclusive turf of atheists. Frankly, it offends me, particularly since the assertion is often tucked into one of those “since everyone knows” feints. It carries a whiff, if not the outright stench, of alleged […]


Mom’s Box of Me

Souvenir. The Stuff of Ghosts “What’s in the box, Dad?” I asked, as my father arrived to share a birthday meal with my husband and me.“It’s a bunch of stuff your mom saved when you were a kid. I found it in the garage.”“Oh …” I trailed off. I didn’t want to spend my birthday […]