Category Archives: old friends

king mauri (+ 50 years)

It was my privilege to accompany a king to his college reunion dinner last evening. Turns out a queen was also among the royal subjects. What? No crowns? We ate well and sang well and storied well and laughed well … Continue reading

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connect the dots

This was Erik Platz in 1962. Erik lived with his grandparents kitty-corner from my family’s house on Forest Avenue in Wheaton, IL. I remember that picket fence and the sheep that once pastured on that land before it was developed … Continue reading

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craig preached

By Thursday my boss, our interim pastor at Newberg Friends, knew he was too sick to preach on Sunday. Normally it would not fall to me to make other arrangements; I’m hired staff and concern myself with what happens in … Continue reading

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anything but dull

If you don’t have a friend like Deborah, you need to find one. Today! Here is one of 12 posts that report my adventures with her. (OK, if you insist, I’ll link this one too.) My friendship with Deborah goes … Continue reading

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early 4th

We’ll begin with this pan of cubed pork belly. Taylor tasted some a few weeks back prepared by his brother-in-law Ryan in Austin, TX, and the plan rapidly came together. The radiant mama-to-be-again after church (mass). We got to stay … Continue reading

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sunday day of rest?

Since Mauri’s retirement, Sundays most often are days of rest. But yesterday turned into a non-stopper beginning with a lovely drive to Marion, Oregon, an hour south of home. We have a bad habit of leaving way too early, which … Continue reading

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james

Today is Quinn’s birthday, which brings her Facebook wall to life with well wishes. This is especially affirming for the mother who brought her into the world, though I can’t really take credit for much of what she has become. … Continue reading

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