Archive for Personal Growth
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Yes Virginia, There is a Santa Claus
Every December 24, millions of people are visited by a short, fat guy in a red suit. Where did he come from, why does he do it, and how does he accomplish this seemingly impossible task? My research reveals that the original St. Nicholas lived in southwestern Turkey in the 4th century. As the bishop...
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A Double-Take
By David W. Deuth, CFSP President, Weerts Funeral Home “I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it.” - Pablo Picasso Sometimes we have to do a double-take, those occasions when something takes much longer to process intellectually than it may take fo...
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Max’s Musings
By Max Molleston Would it be fair to say to ourselves the first indication we had of the sort of poetry we now tend to know is from Psalms of the Old Testament of the Holy Bible? Or, was it from Christmas Carols, once standard fair and plenty of them in church and to some degree in schools, deca...
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PUBLISHER’S CORNER – The Baby Boomer Reunions
By Eloise Graham The year was 1946. America had survived the Stock Market Crash of 1929, the Depression and dust storms of the ‘30s, World War II in the early ‘40s… but could it survive the Baby Boomers? I was one of those in the first wave of “the Boomers.” How many of you were? D...
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Max’s Musings
By Max Molleston When did you attend your library book sale? Mine was in Coralville, where Rhoada and I live, a few months in the past. Wait! My last was in Lake Forest, Illinois in the middle of September. The occasion was a lot of Molleston birthdays together. Some by marriage, some just plain ...
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Lessons Learned
By David W. Deuth, CFSP President, Weerts Funeral Home I didn’t have my driver’s license yet, so I was relegated to making my way around town on my bike. Although I was a freshman at the time, I was a “high-schooler” – and I suddenly realized that my bike needed some serious updating....
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Simple Things that Make a Difference
By Mary Huebbe Marketing Consultant Ridgecrest Village These words were given to me from a resident. They are not the exact words, but this is what they gave me: “In this last year, I have watched too many people pass away. I have seen the grief from one family and felt the pain as we ta...
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Reflections of Autumn
By Mary Schricker Gemberling “It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the alleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain---amethyst, pearl, silver, rose and smoke-blue. The dews were s...
