Guest Bloggers

Her presence among us is the focal point of love…

Child of my heart, not of my womb…

“Every time Deb will look at the tree, she will think of her mother, Dee.”

Your first words were “woof woof.” Dad and I rode our children strapped in a baby carrier to our back, on bicycles up and down the streets of our neighborhood. When we passed a dog, you yelled out “woof woof.”

When he becomes older, he will probably be a diligent, serious student, a most loyal son, and a serene companion, qualities inherited from his first mother

“I will never forget the small child who sang her heart out for us and spoke effusively to us in Rachaelesque.”

When the wind blows, the top of Elizabeth’s head looks like a haystack gone awry. Elizabeth laughs, then teases her hair with her fingers, when her older sisters smooth out those unruly wisps of hair.

With fixed and leveled bayonets, the charge of the 262 soldiers of the 1st Minn broke the Confederate assault and bought crucial minutes for reinforcements to bolster and save the Union line

Each button was chosen with Eric in mind