Music, love and faith guided my father's unique life and challenging death By Steven L. Denlinger Father’s Day is coming. Maybe it’s that time of year when you think about parents. Maybe it’s the fact that my wife’s mother is in the … [Read more...] about Earl Denlinger: A Unique Life
Elizabeth Gingerich: The trauma of leaving
Signing a letter of resignation can feel like signing a death warrant to your relationships I FIND IT hard to leave people. Take my current situation. Several weeks ago, I sat at my desk, looking at the resignation letter I was about to … [Read more...] about Elizabeth Gingerich: The trauma of leaving
Alice Aspen March: The right kind of attention
I'M IN THE middle of the Pennsylvania countryside, not far from Lancaster. It’s July, and fields of bright green corn line the winding roads. My grandfather has finally died at the age of 96, and I’m driving to his funeral to honor him. I’m … [Read more...] about Alice Aspen March: The right kind of attention
John Henry Miller: The Art of Harmonizing Life
He was a science teacher, a man of faith, and a choir director who had a gift for creating rich, musical harmonies IT WAS A Saturday afternoon, and the new School Quartet I was helping to create was practicing in the basement of John Henry Miller’s … [Read more...] about John Henry Miller: The Art of Harmonizing Life
Memoir: Tent Revivals, Wayward Husbands, and Chicken Dinners
AN OLD JOKE — A born-again Baptist dies and goes to heaven. He is met by St. Peter, who begins to show him the wonders of heaven: water of life, golden streets, personal mansion, a special pew in the heavenly choir. But something odd happens as … [Read more...] about Memoir: Tent Revivals, Wayward Husbands, and Chicken Dinners
Memoir: What’s in a B-210, anyway?
MY YOUNGEST BROTHER Richard once told me that I should buy a BMW. “It’s your kind of car,” he said. I’ve recently been thinking about his comment, and what he meant by it. So I asked a friend of mine who loves BMWs to explain why it’s such a … [Read more...] about Memoir: What’s in a B-210, anyway?
