To him who in love nature holds

To him who in love nature holds

The last time I thought about William Cullen Bryant was in 1982 when most of my friends were wandering around the hallways at Xavier High School sort of glassy-eyed and mumbling the last stanza of Thanatopsis. “So live, that when thy summons comes to join   The innumerable caravan, which moves   To that mysterious realm, where [...]

Buttering up Grandma Peggy

Buttering up Grandma Peggy

More than almost anything else, my mother loathes butter. Her standard breakfast order -- dry toast, crisp bacon, eggs scrambled hard -- is a mandate not a request. Should butter appear on her plate, she will lose her appetite for the entire meal and the offending restaurant will face her non-negotiable butter boycott. So, when [...]

Here’s to November, one of the best people I know

Here’s to November, one of the best people I know

I’m learning to love in November what I love and admire in most people I know. Stripped of October’s candy corn color and uncorrupted by December’s frantic glitz, November offers only this: gratitude. And that’s a lot. November is the friend you walk with on mornings so cold your eyes water and your nose runs [...]

Hope

Hope

I thought about hope this weekend and how it can blindside you sometimes with its apparent fragility. An angry outburst, a scary diagnosis, an unexpected storm, some disappointing news, a million small things can chase hope away. But, hope is a stubborn beauty and more steadfast than we know. All it takes is faith (and [...]