Author: Anne Russell

Almost two months ago we were prepared to fly home from Florida. Just the night before, I had received a phone call: "Mom, I have Jessica at Sick Children's emergency room, and I just had to talk to someone." A … Read more

Some time ago, I saw something in the Daily "Our Readers Respond" section that read like this: "I am currently working with a family that just lost their young mother. Her father keeps asking, 'Why?' I have to tell him … Read more

When I was a very young girl, I used to go through the cedar chest and look at the drawings that my father did. As a young person he was taking up an apprenticeship to be a lithographer. This was … Read more

Upon entering the hospital to first see our granddaughter before her surgery on a brain tumor, we met with a young men who was going on talking about the surgeon who had operated on his daughter the past day. Referring … Read more

I remember at the beginning of a New Year, we used to sing "Standing at the portal of the opening year." Well, I never thought I would reach this one: the opening of the year 2000! Wow! I made it. … Read more

Early last spring, for Easter, I went to Jerusalem and the surrounding areas. Now, more recently, while cleaning windows before Christmas, I reflected back to the day we went to Bethlehem. We went to the Church of the Nativity. I … Read more

Do you notice that we have become a generation of people that are high on tradition, as well we might be? I was talking to a woman today and asked if she had all the family over for Thanksgiving dinner. … Read more

In my brother's home, down in the basement, there is an old radio, a Deforest Crossly. I can remember it in our home many years ago. I used to try to tune in the radio stations using the tuning eye, … Read more

Yesterday as I stepped outside into the back yard, I heard them coming, honking all the way. I peered up to see that all-familiar V-formation of the Canadian geese preparing for their flight south.We of the north, at least in … Read more

I remember a Bible that I purchased some years ago. I reverently placed it on the coffee table. Each time I dusted, I would take it and carefully remove it, dust it off and put it back into its revered … Read more