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If you read my earlier posts, you know my little boy and I have been trying to raise Eastern Black Swallowtail butterflies from caterpillars. Sadly, we haven't had a lot of success yet. We started with three caterpillars, but lost one in the car before we even got home. The second one built its chrysalis...

When I was a kid, there wasn't much in the way of organized sports for kids. In the summer, there was always a coed pick-up game of kick ball, dodge ball or H-O-R-S-E going on in the neighborhood somewhere. We all had family memberships at a local lake that was within bicycling distance. I'm...

Like many other chronic illnesses, Alzheimers has a mysterious rhythm of good days and bad, but gradually what you used to consider a very bad day becomes the norm. The good days are now a pleasant surprise, but Mom's not able to string many of them together anymore. I've read a few books--memoirs...