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I realize the current pandemic has placed a strain on the lives of everyone. Marsha and I extend our thoughts and prayers to each of you. ~ Pat and Marsha ……….. Recently, as we were getting ready for bed, Marsha mused out loud, “I wonder if the Coronavirus will interfere with war.” What a fascinating question. Think about it. Where this virus interferes with our … Continue reading Time to Stop and Listen
Published March 14, 2020. My 89-year-old father, Charles Hahn, has dementia. Last week, the memory care residence he recently moved to closed to all visitors, as have most around the country. The next morning he fell. There is a fracture in his neck, and although it is very small, he will need to wear a collar for the next three months. He has been moved … Continue reading To My Father (by Marsha)
(If you’d like to read past posts, please check out our home page.) ~ Pat Years ago I met a man named Ezra who described to me a nightingale that sang to him during a very dark period in his life. Here’s his story. ”Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark I met Ezra at a bar mitzvah where … Continue reading Getting Through the Darkness
I recently heard of the passing of Norma Johnston, a tribal elder of the Swinomish Nation and a friend of mine. Norma helped me get beyond my religious bigotry. Here’s that story. In 1988 I bought a cabin on tribal land that I leased from Norma’s family. The cabin wasn’t far from La Conner, beautifully nestled in a quiet cove on Puget Sound a mile … Continue reading When I Lost My Bigotry
As the grandson of Irish immigrants I loved listening to my grandfather tell stories. Grandpa spoke in a deep Irish brogue with delightful, strange inflections. His sentences always ended on a higher note than they began. But what I loved most was the illustrative way he used words to make a point. One summer while we were visiting my grandparents in Soap Lake, Washington, Dad … Continue reading The Irish Just Know How To Say It