How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

When I was a kid, we’d go visit my Grandma Norma down in Vincennes. She and Grandpa lived in a house built in 1832, which they’d bought in 1929 for $1600, and fixed up. My grandfather added on to it so perfectly you couldn’t tell where the old stopped and the new...
How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

How to Die Before You’re Dead (2)

VIEW VIDEO   It is good to be back with you. Last week, you’ll remember, was our Sunday for unprogrammed worship, which, since time immemorial, has been held on the fifth Sunday, four times a year. But the elders decided to have it last Sunday, the third Sunday,...
How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

Finding Our Way (4)

VIEW VIDEO  What an eventful week it was last week, the annual motorcycle trip of the Quaker Oatlaws Motorcycle Club, followed by the 165th annual sessions of Western Yearly Meeting, which I have attended 46 years in a row. Both went smoothly, though not as I had...
How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

Finding Our Way (3)    

VIEW VIDEO  I have a cousin who ended up in the hospital a few months ago thinking he was going to die. Fortunately, he turned the corner, but there for a little while his mind was turned to his own mortality, so had a will drawn up, and phoned to ask if I would be...
How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)  

A Detour from Humanism, Albeit Brief   

VIEW VIDEO   These past few years, since her husband became disabled, I’ve been doing the upkeep on my sister’s home. It’s a well-built home, built in the 1960s of Bedford limestone, but was nearly ruined by the previous owner who fancied himself an expert on home...