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A Column by Bing, Revisited for Father’s Day
Our five offspring have had a tough time with Father’s Day in the past three years since Bing died. They[...]
On the Friendly Ghosts in the Cemetery by Molly MacDonald
Our six-year-old grandson, Dylan, occasionally calls me on his Aunt Meg’s cell phone as they are walking back to her[...]
On the Art of Being a Fun Passenger by Molly MacDonald
Once again I have returned from a weekend in California. This time it was grandson Dylan’s birthday, his sixth. In[...]
Of Saint Francis and Her Fellow Travelers by Molly MacDonald
Saint Francis is, I am sad to say, a bit selfish. Not my favorite St. Francis of Assisi, who was[...]
Broadway Dreams are Gone With the Wind by Molly MacDonald
Once upon a time, I harbored dreams of seeing my name in lights on Broadway. I would play Laura in[...]
Musings About the Month of February by Molly MacDonald
February in Iowa isn’t exactly a time when we are overrun with tourists. That said, the month does have its[...]