Leonard Nimoy just died. I watched Star Trek and liked Spock, though it was not a cult-like fascination for me. It was a good show, with a short run, three season, about 1966-69, and Spock did stand out. (Coincidentally, those three years were among the most difficult, and transformative, years of my entire life.) Unlike […]
Related posts here, here, here and here. My Dad died Nov. 7, 1997. Along with my sister, Flo, I was privileged to be there with him, at Our Lady of the Snows, Belleville IL. He was a month and a half short of 90. Like my Uncle Vince, who died Feb. 2, less than a […]
Thursday our 15-year old grandson (aka “the kid” and “hi guy” to me) was over for pizza. Grandma took him home (he lives nearby) and after returning she related a brief story. He wanted her to go the gas station and the reason came out, after a little prying, about why: he wanted to pick […]
Related post here. (click photos to enlarge) Tuesday, February 10, 2015, showed little promise in Lamoure ND. Overnight a light coating of new snow was being covered by freezing drizzle, and our funeral procession with Uncle Vincent was to go down gravel country roads for near 10 miles for a look at the farm where […]
(click to enlarge) Uncle Vincent died Monday evening February 2. I wrote briefly about his death here. His funeral is on Tuesday in Lamoure. Details are here. The photo used there is one I took of him almost exactly a year ago at his sister, Edithe’s, funeral on Feb. 15, 2014. The one that people […]
A few hours ago the phone rang here at home. The call was from St. Rose Nursing Home in Lamoure, ND. The message very simple: my Uncle Vincent died a few minutes earlier, at 7:15 p.m., CST, February 2, 2015. Thence began the task shared by thousands of others yesterday: passing the word. There is […]
Today, at least in the U.S., the latest generation of the groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil out in Pennsylvania is rudely awaken from his winters nap to predict the rest of winter. Some years ago, my Dad shared a ca 1920 story about my grandfather and a pretender to Phil in Grafton ND. A previous post tells […]