Stuff in the Basement

I can't help it--the plain fact of the matter is that I look a ton more Dutch than Spanish. I don't wear wooden shoes, but when I...

Because there isn't one.  That may be the best reason for an Indigenous People's Day, whether or not the new name erases what ha...

I know it's awkward of me to say it, but I have had far more than my share of successes as a performer in my three-score-and-ten. Aft...

. . . I consider everything a loss  because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord,  for whose sake I have lost al...

Religious visions were everywhere in the years preceding the Civil War. Boom towns out west here may have been hell holes for a time, but th...

Things change, right? S ure, but sometimes not as much as you think. Pieter Breughel the Elder, whose religious preferences in 16th ce...

Painting on display in the Fur Trappers Museum, outside of Chadron, NE. Haunting beauty featuring a time all but forgotten, when the worl...

Rick Peppers stands alone in Orange City. Mornings, likely as not he's at the Dutch Bakery for coffee and a donut, with a table fu...

Nothing really to commend the place. A farm pond, little more; wind--loads of it; and just a touch of fall. Some lucky folks, yesterday, ...

Hieronymus Bosch, from Descent into Hell “You snakes! You brood of vipers!  How will you escape being condemned to hell?” Matthew 23...

On Memorial Day, on the holiday, Wiley was out in the field, rotary-hoeing in the sixty north of the house, roaring along in fourth gear,...

“I remember this one Sunday morning in Saigon,” he told her. "I sat on a park bench in the middle of town and all I wanted to think a...

When Wiley got home, the smell of coffee made the air rich inside the house. The kids stayed outside in the sun.  "Anybody else ou...

In late May the sun stays up all day long and air warms up the ground so you can smell life stirring. In the shadow of three old pines out...

Home from the funeral, Wiley and Carolyn talk. _________________________ The kids were still in school when he and Carolynne go...