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

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...

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. ... Which is a good thing because my hair was cut and discarded yesterday. With or...

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,...

Much has happened in my life since I last wrote a post here two months ago. More quickly than you might relize I left the “a” out of...

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

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...

We completed another Life Stories class last week. As always, I asked the "graduates" to share anything they wanted from what they had...

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...

A 95-year-old woman who wrote her life story with me shared the story with her family. Her son, who is a doctor, pointed out that she...

On the day before her home was going to be auctioned last month, 90-year-old Helen said she was OK with the impending sale “because I...

On a bright sunny day in August 2014, an 87-year-old woman sits at a small table in her room at a Jasper nursing home and jots notes on a...

Some of the questions asked during a recent class referred to memberships, including church affiliations from childhood. One octogenarian...

Writer Elisabetta Povoledo had a story in The New York Times last week about the National Diary Archives Foundation in Pieve Santo...

I think I'd recognize these hands — never idle — anywhere. The beautiful and telling wrinkles, the raised veins so close to the surface...

When senior citizens start talking about their lives as young adults, the stories get really interesting. I find out how they met their...

As part of the "graduation" of the Life Stories class at St. Charles Health Campus yesterday, each of the participants shared part of her...

My next Life Stories class will be open to the public. It will start in July and will be held on Friday afternoons at Brookside Village...

When this particular round of Life Stories writing comes to an end in another month or so, I'll likely type the stories that these women...