The apple doesn’t fall far … and is well fertilized

You never forget your child’s first job. Or his first day of work. (Right, John?) Especially when he works where you work. When my John filled out his Holiday World job application, there was a place to list past employment. The instructions even encouraged writing down such career accelerators as mowing lawns and babysitting. So…

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Mother’s Day hits twice

I tease Thomas that he’s my egghead son. John, 13, is my musical son. And James, 5, is my farm-boy son. Here they are on Christmas morn a few years back. They’re all bright fellows, but Tom is what I sometimes refer to as “scary smart.” I have, by the way, a newspaper clipping of…

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