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Rite of passage: Grins and growth
Jan08

Rite of passage: Grins and growth

If you have read only a few of my articles, you already know that humor is important to me. I had the privilege of growing up with a mom who said and did funny things. Even though she has been with the Lord a long time, people still talk to me about her humor. Humor has a way of leveling the rough spots on the road of life, and laughter is an amazing gift from God. It helps you cope with both sadness and with daily life. Have you ever...

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Rite of passage: Danger!
Jan01

Rite of passage: Danger!

As a child growing up, I mowed our family’s one-acre lawn with a riding lawnmower. I also worked on our neighbor’s farm, driving a tractor while the men piled bales of hay on the wagon behind it. I used a sickle to cut the weeds along the roadside, swinging its razor-sharp blade back and forth in a productive rhythm as I walked along the fence. We used guns to hunt, put worms on fishing hooks and worked with heavy equipment, all on a...

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Rite of passage: A very merry Aqua Velva Christmas!
Dec18

Rite of passage: A very merry Aqua Velva Christmas!

Everyone has certain smells they associate with Christmas: Grandma’s home-baked bread or the scent of a fresh-cut pine tree—or, as in my house, the scent of a newly erected cheap plastic Christmas tree. But for me, the fragrance of Aqua Velva aftershave lotion and Christmas will always be connected. In the early ’70s, I was a student at Hannibal LaGrange College in Hannibal, Mo. I was asked to speak at the University of Illinois,...

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Rite of passage: The miracle
Dec11

Rite of passage: The miracle

I shouldn’t be alive. I’m serious. As I was placing my grandson into his high-tech, tornado/nuclear proof car seat (you have to be a Ph.D. or under three years old to operate it, and I’m neither), I started thinking about the difference between the world I grew up in and his. If you’ve been reading my articles for any length of time, you know that thinking and I are a dangerous combination. I grew up in a generation that...

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Rite of passage: Christmas tree troubles
Dec04

Rite of passage: Christmas tree troubles

When we first had our kids, my wife wanted a real tree. I told her that wouldn’t be practical because the sap would run out of the tree and the floor would get sticky. She then reminded me that we had two sons, and everything in the house was already sticky. Once again, I had to say, “You are right, Babe.” It is a tradition in the Moore home that we put up our Christmas tree soon after we have eaten the last Thanksgiving leftover. I...

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Rite of passage: A time to weep
Nov27

Rite of passage: A time to weep

We had a meltdown recently in the Moore family—not in our home but in the home of our grandsons, Titus the Honorable and Cohen the Goodhearted. It seems that when Titus got home from school one day last week, he discovered that his longtime pet, a Siamese fighting fish, had died. Titus has taken good care of this fish, feeding it and changing the water. I am not sure what the average lifespan is for a fish like this, but “Gobee,” as...

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