On Perspective

Have you ever noticed that four people can see the same event and yet tell a different story about what really happened? My sisters and I all remember that when we were little, lightning came into the house. Dad had done a good job building the snug two-bedroom house, but he had neglected to install…

Remembering Mom

Thunder and lightning and rain, oh my! Storms like these remind me of the stories Mom used to tell me and my sisters when we were little. Really, the thunder happened because the giants in the sky were bowling, and the lightning was when they got a strike. Rain happened when the old giant emptied…