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Cancer repercussions contribute to anger

What makes you angry? Financial concerns? Illness? Mass shootings? You are not alone. Are you angrier today than you were a year ago? If...

At Year's End

Cancer came and went this year, but some repercussions linger. Recent images dictate that I see a neurosurgeon and an orthopedist. At the...

Another Christmas Memory

This story also was written by a Life Stories participant, Laverne Schuck, and shared by her at the county museum's Festival of Trees...

Christmas in the '20s

I love an old-fashioned Christmas story. This is part of one written in one of my classes by Anna Kern and shared by her at the opening...

Stories Multiply

About four years ago, I started taking harmonica lessons from a local woman who is now 91 years old. She enjoys playing the nursing home...

Another Mary

I've been helping Mary write her life story since last fall. She has done the writing; I have done the typing along with some rearranging...

Telling Mary's Story

Sometimes I forget how much I love the writing part of telling people's life stories. After the interviews are substantially complete and...

A Sense of Humor

I don't like to complain. I try not to bear grudges. I know that lots of people have it worse than I do. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. I...

Thank You

Thank You to: Those who cleaned my litterbox. Those who mowed my grass and trimmed my weeds. Those who brought me meals. Those who...

Dealing with Insurance

As it happened, when I was transferred from Jasper to an Indianapolis hospital in March, I was transferred to a hospital outside of my...

Some Ugly Truths

I had my fifth chemotherapy treatment Wednesday. Every three weeks, I receive regular chemo and then, because of the location of my...

A New Perspective

In January 1996, I took three days off from my job as a reporter for the South Bend Tribune to interview my father about his life. It was...

"We're Authors"

My Life Stories group continues to get together monthly to socialize and share more stories. I joined the group this morning at the local...

I am not my hair

I am not my hair. I am not my hair. I am not my hair. ... Which is a good thing because my hair was cut and discarded yesterday. With or...

Together again

After weeks of separation, the thumb and little finger of my left hand were able to touch each other last week on their own accord,...

My mother, a lifetime of serving others

At age 88, my mom received the annual Celestine Park Distinguished Service Award this weekend. That reminded me of a story she told me...

2 Vietnam veterans, 45 years later

We are about halfway through the class I am leading at the Habig Center in Jasper. Each of the nine sessions is to be an hour long. I...

Rehabilitation on the side

I have two Life Stories classes going on. Of the four women in the room during one recent session, three of their fathers had worked for...