A Brilliant Death: My Grandmother, 2003
Probably few who passed my grandmother on the street would have thought of her as a “great woman.” Yet, I would beg to differ. Not that anyone is passing her now. At least if they are, they’re more… Read More
Probably few who passed my grandmother on the street would have thought of her as a “great woman.” Yet, I would beg to differ. Not that anyone is passing her now. At least if they are, they’re more… Read More
An actual description of my great, great, great grandparents arriving in Hays, Kansas: “Their presence is unmistakable; for where they are there is also something else, – a smell so pungent and potent as to make a strong… Read More
Every year on March 19th, my mother’s side of the family, the Volga (Russian) Germans, recited their prayer/vow to God. O God, whose attribute it is to be always merciful and to spare, protect us through the intercession… Read More