I have just come from the last meeting I will serve on the governing body of my church – the vestry is what that’s called in the Episcopal church. I have served for three years – this is my second three-year stint – and I have been responsible for Adult and Children’s Education for these…

We went to Ojai today. That is where we have an orange grove. We have a little trailer on the land, plus water. No electricity. The trailer is nestled in the middle of the grove, plus we have a fire pit and sitting area outside. We’re proud of our oranges trees. They are healthy and…

I am really tired. I guess that might make sense since it’s almost Christmas, but as it turns out Christmas has nothing to do with it. It is term paper time in school and I have students in need of intense one-on-one for these papers. The good news is that I get paid to help;…

Protester – Time Magazine Person of the Year this year. Interesting. It seems there are protesters everywhere at this moment in history. The Middle East has just celebrated the “Arab Spring,” all brought about by the bravery of protesters who have come together using social media to connect and recognize they are not alone in…

I almost killed Ray and myself on the way to the airport in the predawn hours this morning. I was driving 70 in the HOV lane on Highway 75 going into Dallas and I noticed a sign that indicated that the exit I needed was up ahead. For some reason, I saw what I thought…

My name is Len Leatherwood and I am Sandra’s sister-in-law. My nieces requested I say a few words about their mother today. Sandra had a quality that is undeniable: she never gave up. She never gave up when she was a little girl in Korea and she picked up coal from the ground that American…

I am tired tonight. It’s been a long day getting Ray home from the hospital and also getting ready to head to Texas. If all goes well, we’ll be on a plane tomorrow morning. It could be said that we should just stay home. Certainly, my sister-in-law, Sandra, would understand from on high. And I…

Today I awoke to a rare problem – a morality question – that came in the form of a man who does carpentry for us, who I will call Harold for the sake of his anonymity. My husband started my day by saying, “I just heard from the foreman for our project that Harold didn’t…