Author: Elaine Ingalls Hogg

Have you ever accidentally overheard part of a conversation or one side of a telephone call that has stayed in your mind for months afterward? This happened to me when we were travelling in the Yukon in the spring … Read more

For years I have been fascinated with my family's history. I've traced my family name, Ingalls, back to 1598, read about the struggles of the early settlers as they made their home on a lonely island, and discovered how one … Read more

When travelling in southern New Zealand near Dunedin, my husband and I went to see the royal albatross colony. These rare birds make their home on a rocky cliff at Taiaroa Head. According to the guidebook, it is "the only … Read more

Part of my childhood involved several moves in order for my father to find work. After one particular move, I remember telling my cat, Trail, how much I missed my friends and my other home. Once, we moved into an … Read more

We had been talking about forgiveness at our Bible Study, when one lady offered the following thought: "I know God can forgive me, but it's so hard to forgive myself for mistakes I've made." I had known her for some … Read more

At my mother-in-law's funeral, several of the guests were puzzled about her connection to the stringy, long-haired couple dressed in black, wearing matching leather jackets and metal jewellery. "That couple over there — are they in the wrong funeral parlour?" … Read more

There's a place near my home in New Brunswick that attracts many tourists each year. The sign on the site encourages one to believe that the car will coast uphill backwards because the hill is magnetic. The directions advise the … Read more

When we lived in Nova Scotia, newcomers to our home often had a difficult time locating us. They knew that we lived in the village of West Bay, and they would travel in the general direction of our home, until … Read more

I am not an antique collector, but my relatives have passed down a few things that I cherish. One of these articles is a tattered green autograph album that belonged to my great-grandmother, Sarah. Carefully, I read each article, and … Read more

I was new at the church that Sunday, having only been in the area for a month, so I didn't know why the small boy who was sitting ahead of me was being so uncooperative. For the entire pre-service, he … Read more