THE LIGHTFOOT STORY Mother "I waited in the check‑out line with my two sons. As we neared the checker, both exclaimed 'Mom, there's a Metcalf! Mom, there's a Metcalf!' The checker's nametag read Ann Metcalf. She couldn't figure why the boys were excited about her name, so I had to tell her the Lightfoot … Continue reading An Olde Story with a Twist…..
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PLEASE DO TOUCH
PLEASE, DO TOUCH The pretty little china vase, so careful of its beauty, forgets it also has a place of service and of duty. Too often it but stands upon the quiet shelf, unused by roughened hands, so smug within itself. Too rare to see it filled, too rare to see it … Continue reading PLEASE DO TOUCH
From Calgary to Sochi
As reflection on the current 2014 Sochi Olympics the 22nd Winter Olympiad, I am posting a "poem" I wrote that chronicled some of the events of the 1988 Olympics which I watched while attending Houghton College. How many of the references are recognizeable? THE FIFTEENTH WINTER OLYMPIAD "Can You Feel It?" 2/13 … Continue reading From Calgary to Sochi
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth goodwill to men. I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along th’unbroken song Of peace on earth, goodwill to men. And in … Continue reading I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
At The Rainbow 