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Saturday, January 18, 2020
Janice Lindsay

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...

Vacation of waits

By Janice Lindsay Somebody said that happiness lies in the journey, not in the destination. Here’s hoping that your journey-happiness is happier than our journey-happiness...

Monstrous races

By Janice Lindsay “We never saw those people, we don’t know them, we’ve never been where they live, they’ve never been here, so obviously they...