Archive for June, 2006

Aren’t words curious things? Sometimes they can seem just as useless as extra sand in the Sahara. To multiply them often subtracts from their value. But just the right word can strike . . .

by Judy Wright

“I remember nothing,” she told me. “The only things I know about my accident are the things that my family has told me.” . . .

by Olga Beatriz Velasquez

One Friday night proved to me that I am not as able as I thought. I was in a church I had never visited. While we were singing, some people came in and sat next to me, but I paid little attention. Then later, while the preacher was speaking, I felt someone nearby touch me . . .

The new Neil Young film “Heart of Gold” caught my attention last week. It’s not really a movie at all; it’s a live concert filmed in Nashville with some amazing camera work. For nearly the whole show, the screen is filled . . .