Tag Archives: God’s Word

I remember May Basket Day on the first of May when I was a small child. My mother would help me make cone-shaped paper baskets, then we’d pick Lilly of the Valley and violets from the abundant supply in our yard and fill the little paper holders with fragrant blooms. ...

Take a walk with me through one of my childhood homes, purchased from the elderly lady for whom it was built in 1929, when she was a young bride. The living room carpets, thinned by decades of shoe activity, still held their pink floral pattern. They made a perfect maze ...

In a Midwestern city there stands an old brick building set on a large, tree-filled property. In the 1920’s and 30’s, this now empty building was home for many Tuberculosis victims. All that remains today is that empty building, windows black, rooms empty except for broken pieces of furniture left ...

My great-grandfather was a conductor on our city’s streetcar line for about five years, starting in 1913. My hometown has a rich history that includes many wealthy barons of enterprises such as railroad lines, theaters, and even the distilling of whiskey. Most of its citizens during that heyday were respectable, hardworking ...

It happened on a summer day in 1882, an argument between two friends. Both men were wealthy, living in a midwestern city where enterprise was abundant for men who could handle the challenge. One was a landowner who had invested in his city by purchasing land for the development of ...