Telling HIStory

When I was in middle school, I dreamed of becoming a historian. I was excited just to learn that such a profession existed. While my life took different roads, I am able to write about history today, sharing with others through stories of what happened long ago but should not ...

1946 was a year of Polio in the United States. By August an epidemic was declared, bringing fear to neighborhoods all over the country as state fairs were canceled and public swimming pools were closed. A simple headache brought fear to the heart of the victim, starting a waiting game ...

If I had taken my accounting class more seriously, I would have discovered much sooner that I was actually good at keeping books! Our high school offered many business courses where we learned to type on “old fashioned” typewriters, many of the girls took shorthand classes, and both boys and ...

Children have a unique ability to slow down and notice things. This is why as grown-ups our memories  are stirred by old songs, a fragrance in the air, or a season in time.  Sadly, this childlike way of sensing life fades as we grow up, unless we slow down and ...

The little treasures of childhood, some are stored away in boxes or hidden in the backs of closets, others are displayed somewhere in our adult world. One of my treasures is the wooden doll crib Grandpa gave me for Christmas in 1967. It was his last gift to me, he ...