When We Get Behind Closed Doors

Open... shut them. Open... shut them. Give a little clap. Open...shut them. Open...shut them. Lay them in your lap.Seems like a hundred years ago, but I can still see and hearmy Sunday School teacher reciting...

A Trivial Pursuit

I am no longer the smartest woman in my house. I just got canned by a talking one. Her name is Alexa. For those who don’t know her, she’s the chatting gizmo from the Internet-based company, Amazon. Alexa...

The Changing of the Garments

I helped my mother change her closets last month. It’s an odd expression when you think about it. When we were finished, nothing about the closets was really changed. They still held slacks, shoes and...

This Does Not Compute

“Wait. Let me understand this. You’re going to put me on a monthly support plan so I can pay you all year to find out what doesn’t work tonight,” I asked with righteous indignation. “That’s correct...

Going Green

A Note from Kim: The Voice of History - My mother has asked me for years to revisit my inaugural column written in 1994 as it has always been her favorite. I submit this in celebration of her 84th birthday...

Word Play

“Wait. You’re playing against each other, aren’t you?” the nurse commented while adjusting my father-in-law’s IV bag. My husband and I sat on opposite sides of the bed and sheepishly nodded. “Well,...

Promises, Promises

Evince has proclaimed February’s theme as the Voice of Promise. The word promise can mean one of two things. The first suggests potential, as in, “Watch that kid on first base. He’s got a lot of...