One of the things I looked forward to in elementary school was achieving a 5th-grade status. Besides being ‘upper classmen’ of elementary school, one of the privileges was that the entire class would go on a field-trip to Pittsburgh, PA, to see the Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus. The bus trip with theContinue reading “The Circus is Coming to Town”
Category Archives: The wonder of the Ordinary
In His Hands
As a little girl, I had chubby little hands. They had creases in the palms and were so soft and squishy. I love to notice the little chubby hands and feet of babies. So soft and so perfect, with ten little fingers and ten little toes. How many of you look at the hands andContinue reading “In His Hands”
Happy Father’s Day, Dad
As a small child, I would follow my Dad around the house or yard, marching to a sing-song cadence of left, right, left, right. My Dad was a Marine through and through, and as we marched he would say some words that rhymed, but I was concerned with getting the right and left thing workedContinue reading “Happy Father’s Day, Dad”
The Tilt-A-Whirl
My favorite thing occurred for a week at the beginning of June every year, as I was growing up. The Firemen’s Annual Carnival! Oh my, there was so many trucks that would pull into Leechburg, Pennsylvania hauling trailers with rides that had to be constructed, food vendors would come from all over, there were manyContinue reading “The Tilt-A-Whirl”