When my Uncle Wilbur (Bill) Ulsh died July 31, 2024, I lost the last relative on my mom's side. The service was a celebration of his life, but there were a lot of tears from the people sharing memories. They talked about his love of gardening. I went up to talk, of course I turned... Continue Reading →
Who shot Abraham Lincoln?
Dear Dan, One nice, summer evening, you and mom were playing badminton in the backyard across the creek. As usual, I was sitting nearby, reading. Suddenly, some man came running across our bridge, yelling "Who shot Abraham Lincoln?" We three looked at each other. Mom said, "Well, are you going to win the prize or... Continue Reading →