That Name Would Not Have Occurred to Me

That Name Would Not Have Occurred to Me

When I was nineteen I moved to Plainfield and rented an apartment a few blocks from Plainfield Friends Meeting where I began to attend meeting. Jim Wilson was the pastor. The Catholic priests I had known as a child tended to be distant, but Jim was gregarious, a...
The Missing Fruits (Curiosity)

The Missing Fruits (Curiosity)

Our granddaughter Madeline was spending the night one evening last month and she and I began talking about haircuts. She’s a very curious child, so there were lots of haircut questions. She’s decided she’s Rapunzel and never wants a haircut. She asked if I could play...