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Honoring our History
It will soon be here. Memorial Day is a day we set aside to honor those U.S. military personnel who served in the armed forces. My father was in the Navy during World War II, serving aboard the USS Crater. I don’t know anything more than that. There was never any mention that he was […]
Celebrating the Queen Bees in Our Lives
I pull off the main street in the Dells onto Bowman Rd. to get a supply of local honey. The “honey guy’s” truck is parked next to a farmer selling flower baskets, perfect Mother’s Day gifts. Honeybees and Mother’s Day seem a fitting combination. I pick up honey, pansies, morning glories, and petunias, which my […]
Echoes of Feathered Friendships
It’s spring, the season of rebirth, and I drive toward Portage’s Tractor Supply with a longing heart. I picture the fluffy ducklings that they sell. I imagine holding them, listening to their soft peeps, and then setting them down so I can enjoy their antics. I could just pull in and take a quick peek. […]
Earth Day Fun from your Camp Counselor
“Don't take this the wrong way, Amy,” a fellow tennis player said to me, “but I just have to tell you.” I brace myself for what she's going to say. We had just finished a doubles match, and although I’d missed several shots, I was playing pretty well for me. So, I didn’t think it […]
The Unstoppable Bello Nock
I recently visited with the famous Bello Nock, a comic daredevil who’s performing this spring in Lake Delton. Come listen in on our conversation. “My earliest memories of you, Bello, were when I had you as a fourth-grade student at Lake Delton School. It was spring, you’d just arrived, and you seemed keen on impressing […]
Lessons Learned From Rejection
I’m looking at my email and see I got another rejection—this one from a literary agent. Between agents and editors, my total must now be up into the thousands, or at least it feels that way. Several of my fellow writers, creators much more talented than me, couldn’t take the hurt, depression, and loss of […]
Cars Shape a Journey
“Wiggle, wiggle, Daddy.” My sister, brother, and I would call this out while sitting on the bench seat of our Rambler classic 550 station wagon. (The wagon had wing vents for ventilation and an A.M. radio with one speaker up front, but no power brakes or steering.) If we were on a country road, Dad […]