What Crosses My Mind

  • When I Was Ten

    I was already wondering why do we live the way we do in a society where everyone, anyone we encounter, will have needs, will want to feel the value as anyone else who might want the same things.   I kept hearing about love and flowers, while watching the names scroll across the evening news,…

  • Yesterday’s Lives

    Once, I recall a crisp morning listening to the radio describe Bobby Kennedy’s iron lung By the end of the day I was listening to music again. Yesterday, and probably later on today lives will be lost at the hands of war all of which are names we don’t know. ~ Yet, in the blogs…