November is Caregivers Month, and I thought it was a good time to share my caregiver story. I was eighteen years old when Jim and I w...

Today is Veterans Day, formerly known as Armistice Day. In 1919, President Wilson established November 11 as the day to remember our vetera...

The ghosts and goblins of All Hallows’ Eve are lurking in the dark ready to jump out from behind that old dead tree to send shivers of fr...

Often, what we get out of life depends on how we look at things. These last few weeks of rain began to get on my nerves. The grass is gro...

Each year when I visit Washington, D.C., to advocate for Alzheimer’s funding, I take my current blog book. This year I left copies of Gar...

For the past few days, I’ve been immersed in reading mystery stories for an anthology. A good mystery writer sprinkles clues throughout the...

My mind is gravitating from Summer to Autumn. There are few signs of autumn here in Missouri unless you count Halloween decorations, corn...

Our Walk to End Alzheimer’s was Saturday and, as usual, I couldn’t help but be a little nervous about the weather. We were at the fairgro...

Sedalia Memory Walk 1998 We are entering Walk to End Alzheimer’s season, and I challenge you to join the fight against Alzheimer’s by p...

Love is rare, grab it. A few days ago, I came across a saying that really struck home with me: “Life is short, live it. Love is rare, g...