It was an exciting game. The Dean E. Smith Center was a sea of Carolina blue and the men’s basketball team didn’t disappoint. Together with more than 20,000 other fans we cheered the Tar Heels on to victory. Final score:
On Memorial Day, we remember all who have gone before us. And, we honor the living veterans who have sacrificed so much for our country and our freedom. Recently, we visited a WWII veteran who shared his story with us.
Mr. C. had been a farmer, as he put it, “all my life.” He grew up on a farm and only left the farm during the years he served in the military during World War II. He summarized his recollection
Snowmen make people smile. They remind people of all ages of their youth – happy simple times when you went outside to play in the snow and those magical times when you had enough to roll big balls into rounded
Mary was a lady of very small stature, barely four feet tall. Her home was accordingly furnished to accommodate her stature, with low counters, low chairs, tables, and couches. Yet when her father, a man over six feet tall became
I was privileged to visit with Mr. J. for many months. The family invited me to share a reflection on my visits with him at his funeral service. Here is my presentation:
I am truly honored
Willie R. was a 61-year-old gentleman who had suffered a major stroke and had additional health challenges. The request for a volunteer was to do respite visits on Thursday afternoons so his wife Ms. Anna could go shopping and visit
Ms. Nellie was an 80-year-old African-American lady. She struggled with sugar diabetes that she called Ms. Shugala. Over the years, she had to have her right leg and three toes on her left foot amputated. The left foot incision did
Jack was a World War II veteran. He had advanced cancer. Surgery, radiation, and chemotherapy no longer helped and he was referred to hospice services.
He had enlisted in the Army very early in the war. He was a farm boy
Holidays can be difficult, whether we have recently experienced a loss or have been alone for some time. It is a time when memories, good and bad, come back to haunt us about the way it was (or we somehow