The Lowly ABC Block
My parents didn’t buy me a set of alphabet blocks when I was a kid. They didn’t have to. I played with my mother’s set of blocks, blocks dating from… Read more »
Category: My Father Played Harmonica
“Our minister is married to Santa…”
My father, for reasons known only to him and perhaps to my mother, decided to go to graduate school in Sociology after nearly a decade as a Presbyterian minister, first… Read more »