Get ready for National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Month
By Janice Lindsay
It’s only March, but we all need time to get ready. April 1 is the beginning of National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Month....
There’s no such thing as a vacant lot
By Janice Lindsay
I once read an article in which the writer tried to describe Alaska. When I read the first sentence, I choked on...
Those words we love to hear
By Janice Lindsay
What are your favorite words?
I don’t mean famous sets of three biggies, like “Goodness, Truth, Beauty” or “Faith, Hope, Charity” or “Truth,...
Still listening for reindeer
My mother remembered the exact moment she learned the facts about Santa Claus. She was the second oldest of six children. One December evening,...
Doggone gone dog: Not Our Dog
The two of us were walking early one Sunday morning, on our long walk far from home and back, when out of the woods...
Sometimes we need comfort food
A chef, an acquaintance, told me he was working at a busy small café where they offered gourmet-type sandwiches like roast beef with horseradish...
A moment of perfect harmony
I remember one moment when the world, at least my little world, rested in perfect harmony. This wasn’t my only such moment, but the...
High school sports? Not me.
Someone asked me recently what sports I played in high school, as if everybody in high school plays sports. I was not a sports...
Don’t listen. It’s a tradition.
This is the season when schools and college all over America invite wise and/or famous persons to address graduating classes, so that these mature...
‘Mom, do you know my name?’
By Janice Elizabeth Berte
It all started out so innocently when I visited my mother years ago, and I would notice that asking her basic...
