Columns

Be part of a mercy culture

Do you remember when McDonald’s used to have an advertising ditty that included the words, “You deserve a break today?” I’m old enough to remember when Calgon bubble bath used to advertise with a tag line, “Calgon, take me away!” Marketing firms are keen observers of...

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Poetic justice

Our kittens, Cuddles and Mittens, chase one another, spat from kitchen to dining room. Their two-ring circus amuses me, unlike PJ and Mo, our beloved and belated tomcats, lone mousers for eight and eighteen years respectively. Several weeks after we buried Mo, we...

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Thoughts on 2020 in America

Back on New Year’s Eve, I had a nice chat with a brief acquaintance I had made previously in Vietnam. She goes by Kelly, and currently she is a sophomore in Computer Science at Wright State University just south of us in Dayton, Ohio. I had met her over a few days...

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Watchful eyes

My sisters and I spent a few weeks each summer playing in the McCoy Bottom under the watchful eye of our ancestors’ cemetery. A familiar landmark above our portion of Peter Creek and the railroad tracks, I didn’t give my family’s burial grounds much thought. Dad never...

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Love’s yearning for peace of mind

Before I turned in last night, I called my Michigan daughter for peace of mind. Considering the contrast between her dog’s energy level and her parents’, she opted to leave her pet in their house with a friend while on a business trip. “Hi, Mom.” Our youngest child is...

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What it means to build community

“We must delight in each other, make others’ conditions our own, rejoice together, mourn together, labor and suffer together, always having before our eyes our community as members of the same body.” —John Winthrop, Governor of Massachusetts Bay Colony, 1630 Building...

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Almont’s First Congregational Church Society

On December 6, 1838 a group of nine individuals gathered at the log schoolhouse near the corner of General Squier (then West Road) and Shoemaker Roads to form the Almont Congregational Church Society. At that meeting were– Mary Sherman Bishop, the wife of Truman...

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Winged and rooted things

A sunny January morning calls me outside. I take a ski pole and navigate our icy driveway. There, in my perennial island, a poor Hellebore whimpers for help. I inspect the damage. “Deer,” she says. “I’ll be back,” I promise. The sun’s melted the ice from our graded...

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Searching for the truth

My father once did a colored sketch of a landscape with red grass that I recall seeing when I was four. The first thing that struck me was that the grass was not green like my experience told me it should be. The more I thought about that red grass, the more puzzled I...

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Mrs. Bradley’s field trip

Field trip: a visit to a place (such as a museum) made by students to learn about something. Webster Dictionary Just when I thought life couldn’t be any better than Hobo Pies and S’mores, Mrs. Bradley took my Brownie troop to a ballet. We followed her inside Ford...

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