The Christmas Tree
My first christmas after the divorce The wind moaned through the tall fir trees that framed my white cottage in northern Minnesota. I carrie
The Christmas Tree, Part 2
Christmas greenery festooned the nurses’ station at the 35 bed Fosston Hospital, and a small Christmas tree lit the corner. I was charge...
The Christmas Tree, Part 1
The wind moaned through the tall fir trees that framed my white cottage in northern Minnesota. I carried Nick and the groceries through...
TRIBES OF THE EARTH
A hot Sunday morning…I was around 15, sitting on the grassy meadow surrounded by Dani tribesmen, my people. We were worshiping—melodic...
PRISMS OF MEMORY
Life is a mosaic of remembered events fitted in the vaults of memory like magnificent stained glass. In quiet times we open the vault and ga
