I’m so glad you are here! There’s a lot of content on this site. If there’s something more that you’d like to see, will you let me know in the Comment section below? Meanwhile, let’s scout around: Find these links at the TOP (desktop), in the MENU (tablet, phone), and BELOW. Click to go. … More Welcome! Here’s how to get around.
I was recently asked what hardships Emilie Loring endured as she forged her faith. I answered, first, that she was raised in the Universalist Church (before it merged with the Unitarians) and switched to the Congregational Church after her marriage to Victor Loring. As for hardships, I mentioned the deaths of her father, mother, … More Keepers of Our Memories
The weight of composition now lifted, the fun of Emilie Loring’s biography has returned. Bits of fascinating things keep bubbling up in my thoughts, so with snow on the ground outside and a steaming, Emilie Loring mug of extra-foamy latté at hand, let’s see what bubbles up today. This is the Park Theater in Boston. … More Fascinating Bubbles of History
Take a few moments for yourself, and enjoy Emilie Loring’s memories of Christmas Eve on Beacon Hill in the 1930s. “Christmas Eve on Beacon Hill! Was there a lovelier sight in the world, Julie wondered? “Candles in every window and a vague spirit of reverence silencing the milling crowds. Candles in rigid rows. Candles in … More Emilie’s Christmas Eve on Beacon Hill
Have you tried themes for your holiday gift lists? My sisters and I have found that it makes inexpensive gift-giving more fun. How we scamper to figure out how to meet the year’s buying rule! One year, everything had to come from a hardware store. Another time, our gifts had to come in sets. Still … More Her Colorful Christmas Wish List
The broad deck was deserted. Passengers were settling their belongings in their cabins for the long voyage… A uniformed boy touched his shoulder. “Mr. Kilburn? Radio for you, sir.” His throat tightened. Was it a message from Eve? He waited until the boy had vanished into a companionway before he opened it. There’s an air … More Thanksgiving Fun: Coded Cables
Tim Grant is the new director of the college Science Center. A bachelor, he requires the assistance of a hostess and hires Sophy Brandt, a widow in her sixties with a reputation for skillful entertaining and an organized household. All goes well, except: He cleared his throat and settled his tie… “You’re a bachelor’s dream, … More That Hideous, Yellow Bang
Let’s switch things up with a puzzle today! Let me know how you do. I’ll publish the answers in my next post! Happy Landings, everyone! (Use the printer icon below to print the squares–page 2.)