Christmas 2004

When growing up in the 1950's in the United States, Christmas time was full of Jesus. I would admire manger scenes in store windows, on church lawns and community areas. We even visited live manger scenes. Each year my family would carefully set up a crèche...

Home for the Holidays

While living in Hungary, we expatriates often spoke of family traditions "back home". Each person had a story to tell about Christmases past — a song, certain decorations, favorite foods, special people. No matter how much we loved Hungary, home seemed...

Report Cards

I remember handing my report card to my parents when I was young. Sometimes it felt good; sometimes it didn't. Recently while reading my daughter's school progress report, I was reminded of my father's report card (that I still have) from his elementary...