Through the years Christmas customs change. Some changes are caused by marriages. Some are changed by relocation. We have been through it all. When I lived at home Christmas Day was spent visiting the Great-grandparents. In the morning we went to Grandmother’s mother’s house and in ...

It’s supposed to get easier every year. After all, Dear Richard and I have each been putting up Christmas trees for over 50 years. You would think we’d have mastered decking the halls by now. Turns out wassailing might be our best seasonal skill. We have arrived at the ancient stage of ...

Penn State’s Beaver Stadium in Happy Valley can help us to contemplate heaven. Beaver Stadium has a seating capacity of more than 106,000. This makes Beaver Stadium the fourth largest stadium in the world behind Michigan’s “The Big House,” The Rungrado in North Korea, and the largest ...

“We’ve never had cats that acted like this before,” remarks my wife Judith in perhaps an understatement as she watches our latest feline acquisitions chase each other around the house and engage in spirited tussles. She also notes that over the years we’ve had about nine other ...

Do you ever think about how people see Jesus? Personally, I think they see him like themselves. There is a song called “Some Children See Him” written by Albert Burt, the son of an Episcopal priest. My source said that Bates Gilbert Burt, the father, grew tired of the generic greeting ...

Bah humbug!! To me, Christmas cards represent the best and the worst about the holiday season. Don’t get me wrong, I love receiving them. It’s the sending part that I hate. It’s a long story. When I was a kid, my mother sent cards to only extended family and out-of-town friends. ...