Composition 101
I suspect that there is the rare person who decides early (grade school, high school?) that he wants to be a writer. That is not to say that there are not such vocational avenues that are decided early.
I suspect that there is the rare person who decides early (grade school, high school?) that he wants to be a writer. That is not to say that there are not such vocational avenues that are decided early.
[The reading of a Letter to the Editor in the Presbyterian Outlook recently (8/24/2010) led to the writing of this column. The letter writer was P.W. Gregory from Lambertville, N.J.)
Shangri-La is generally understood to be a mythical place of unusual beauty, a place veiled in secrecy, a place whose only limitation is the imagination of the one describing its loveliness and seductiveness.
There are certain positions whose job descriptions call for the dealing with the aftermath of traumatic situations such as accidents, wrecks, violent physical acts and sometimes even murder.
Readers of my columns know that I ordinarily walk each week day at Dillon’s Wellness Center.
Often times when a child is born, someone might ask the question, “Does he have all of his fingers and toes?” meaning is he “normal” in development.
We live in a highly mobile society, and therefore it is unusual for a person to spend most of his/her life living at one address.
I have outlived my father, most of my brothers and have already passed the ‘average’ life expectancy for one of my gender.
Growing up in the 1930s in the country with hardly any of the modern conveniences taken for granted today, I do not particularly remember being a victim of the hot summers.
One way to remember the past is to be involved in a group such as a reunion, even a funeral or any other reason for being together.