Being Irish
For my 8th grade graduation, my mother promised me a claddagh ring because, as she put it, it was the […]
People
When the Saints go Marching in
It was a sunny summer day, and we were getting home from Vacation Bible School. I walked onto the slate
My community of care
A few weeks ago I was forced to endure an interrogation by my credit card company in order to activate
family, grace, religion
Yesterday’s Mail
I knew I was going to be irked as soon as I saw the envelope: “Documents on the War on
The hole-punch cover
The three-hole punch in my classroom tends to fall apart. It punches perfectly well, but the front cover falls off