Category: Ruth

I ran across this the other day.  Ruth had it posted on a bulletin board in our Florida home.  She saved such words because they spoke to her. I’m sharing it with you on New Years Day.  I think it’s a fitting way to begin 2025.  May you always have…  

Ruth’s been gone two years last week on September 27th.  She popped in several times that day just to keep us on our toes.  A series of events made sure she was in our thoughts.  In no particular order of appearance, here’s a few examples. While I’m recuperating from shoulder surgery, I’m going to record …

When my friend Jim, and a few months later my cousin Gene, died I sobbed. My whole body shook, and I couldn’t control myself. My granddaughter, Eva, took my hand to comfort me at Jim’s funeral, and Ruth gently rubbed my back at Gene’s. I was full of grief, and it just exploded. Ruth’s death …

Ruth and I eloped fifty-three years ago today.  She was engaged to a guy named Mike when the two of us stopped for a drink after work on Friday, September 10th.  We’d made similar stops before but always as a part of a group.  This time it was just the two of us. We talked …

Last fall I wrote a blog about my son-in-law, Sutton’s, appearance at a high-end venue in San Diego, California.  He opened for the group Air Supply, and Elizabeth appeared on stage with him, just as she did during an eighteen-month cross-country musical performance tour that began in the summer of 2018.   They were Sutton and …

We hold hands for a variety of reasons: security, relaxation, show respect, connect with others, and as a sign of affection. I’m sure there are others, but I think number one is security. Touching someone in such a manner has a calming effect. When we’re young we hold hands with our parents when we cross …

The 27th of the month has had a new meaning for me for the past several months.  This month’s 27th meant Young Jackson James turned two-years and eleven months old.  It also marked the seventeenth month since Ruth’s accident. Last month I completed a blog on the morning of the twenty-seventh.  The final touch was …

Last year I published all of my blogs in a series of five books.  Each one contained my stories from a single year, except the first one. I had one printed for each of the kids and me.  I began writing in November of 2017, so I included my November and December posts in my …

After Ruth’s accident I made a personal vow to take things slowly.  I wouldn’t make any big changes for at least a year. I’d seen others make changes too fast that they later regretted.  I didn’t want to put anyone through life altering events that we weren’t prepared to handle. Keeping both my Michigan and …

During the summer of 2018, when Elizabeth and Sutton began their fifteen-month musical tour, Ruth and I were members of their groupies.  We followed them around the State to catch a few of their shows.  We took several side trips, especially in northern Michigan, as we enjoyed the beautiful scenery and local attractions.  On one …