by Priscilla H Wilson | Mar 8, 2013 | Aging, Family
I never met a three-day-old donkey before. Ben, Tina and I flew into San Antonio. After the drive north to Boerne we headed for a bite of lunch, a bit of birding in Cibilo Park and checking in at Ye Kendall Inn. News of Diane Wilson’s death threw us into a swirl of...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Mar 3, 2013 | Aging, Death, Family
Two movies in one weekend. Probably some kind of a record for me. I’ve been telling myself for weeks that I wanted to go to a movie, but saying something and doing something about it are two different things. Finally, I said, “Ok, now.” Yesterday I...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Jan 2, 2013 | Family
Opa Ben (grandpa in German) takes the granddaughters Rory and Izzy out through the woods to a pile of snow. Ice and snow bubble up out of the pink and purple snowsuits while Zander struggles to stand on the ice. Hands and knees seem to work better than feet for...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Dec 28, 2012 | Family, Photography
Photography entered the DNA of our family with the first cameras in this country. One story from, A Pioneer Love Story tells of “our” first camera: In 1900, the Eastman Kodak Company introduced a low-priced, point-and-shoot, hand-held camera, called the...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Dec 27, 2012 | Family
Mountains of snow move. Kids propel themselves from one snow bank through another. Then snowy footprints track inside the house. The Christmas of the big snow! Who can forget it? Presents and turkey take a back seat in Kansas in 1967. One evening late in December we...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Dec 25, 2012 | Family
Christmas Eve – a special time. First, Candle-light service. Then conversation and peace in front of my ex-fireplace with Mary, Nora and Warren. More fun than three little kids is the three-ring circus on Christmas morning when their three dogs of varying sizes...
