I was thinking this week of Mr. Hoban, an elderly neighbor of ours when I was growing up on Broadway Street, there in Danville. He was a veteran of two […]
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Things We Got Just Right (Community Confirmation)
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I was down in southern Indiana a while back, riding motorcycles with my friend Dave, the newest member of the Quaker Oatlaws Motorcycle Club. We stopped for lunch in New […]
Cultures of Crucifixion – Easter 2024
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There’s good news this week. If you’ve been putting off buying a Bible until the right one comes along, you’ll be pleased to know the official God Bless The USA […]
Quaker Qualities (Not Just Integrity, but Integration)
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Several years ago, Joan and I were in Frostburg, Maryland, attending the sessions of Baltimore Yearly Meeting. For those of you not accustomed to our Quaker jargon, a yearly meeting […]
How to Die Before You’re Dead (9)
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VIEW VIDEO When we moved to Danville, 25 years ago, most of the houses now in our neighborhood weren’t yet there. We were pioneers, along with the Comers, who lived […]
How to Die Before You’re Dead (7)
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VIEW VIDEO I’ve been thinking this week about family traditions, which we used to have in my family until my granddaughter was born and tradition went out the window. When […]
Finding Our Way (10)
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VIEW VIDEO Last month, Frank Gladden, bemoaning the scarcity of rain, questioned whether I had any pull with the Lord. I said, “I don’t know. Why do you ask?” He […]
Stuff I Want to Do: A Geezer’s Manifesto (8)
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VIEW VIDEO I was recently over in the old meetinghouse, snooping around the meetingroom, imagining what it was like to have been there in 1892, 130 years ago, when it […]
