I thought my husband might be a little irritated with me when I didn't follow him into the fray this past Saturday morning. Our two little early risers had scrambled through the dark to get to our room, rubbing their eyes and asking, "Is it morning yet?" Technically, it was, though the sun wouldn't rise [...]
Editor’s Note: More than 137 years ago, my great grandparents Amand and Estelle Fey received “The Stages of Love” as a wedding present. That sweet series of five painted postcards hung in their house for 68 years, until Estelle died at 87 and Amand followed two weeks later. He was 90. My mom loved the artwork [...]
Tomorrow we'll celebrate our 30th anniversary. I don't know where all those years have gone, but I am pretty sure my husband Vince will find them for me. He has been collecting my lost things since we met in 1985, in the basement of Marquette's Johnston Hall. He has retrieved remote controls I've made into [...]