My Invaluable Gift
Ninety-two years ago today I was given a gift. An invaluable gift. Yes, long before I was ever born, God gave me the gift of a parent when Marvin Burell Jones was born in a…
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A Day To Remember
Today is December 2. While it is Cyber Monday, for me it has so much more meaning. Let me tell you why. First, 94 years ago my paternal grandparents, George and Mildred Jones were married.…
Double Cousins Gazette – The Four Whats of Summer 2023
Here is my latest newsletter! If you want to get the next one, sign up here on my website! Have you thought, “What is Miriam Jones Bradley up to these days?” Today I want…
Remembering My Jewish “Grandma” Babs Mizruchy
Eighteen years ago last week, I met her. Bruce insisted that we visit Chicago on our honeymoon so I could meet Grandpa Hy and Grandma Babs Mizruchy, his honorary Jewish grandparents. Bruce became “part…
A Prayer for “The Normal Signs of Aging”
I love May Day. Not because it is the month when you can (mostly) count on spring finally arriving. I mean, if winter lingers through April, at least May is the month when…
Of Poetry Month, Arbor Day, and Psalm 148
What do National Poetry Day, Arbor Day, and Psalm 148 have in common? Let me tell you! It’s a beautiful day here in Western North Carolina today. The trees are all fully leafed out…
Memories Bring Inspiration
April 16th was the 118th anniversary of the day my grandpa, George Lee Jones was born. It seems impossible that he has been in heaven 25 years already, but it’s true. I can still picture…
To Celebrate National Siblings Day
To Celebrate National Siblings Day My social network feeds are full of photos of families, all dressed up for Easter. Siblings all in a row, delighted or annoyed by their beautiful clothes, depending on…
Home is Where. . .
At physical therapy yesterday I overheard part of a conversation. Apparently the patient shared that she was from elsewhere, but had lived here about twenty years. “Twenty years,” the therapist said. “You should be…
Time Travel Through Texas Hash (AKA Spanish Rice)
Last week my husband asked about a Spanish Rice dish I remembered from my childhood. We’ve discussed this before. His mother’s Spanish Rice did not have meat. Mine had hamburger. But, other than that they…