Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
Reflections on my father’s funeral
On April 25th the nursing home informed us that my father had died. He was 93 and failing, though slowly, and the end came…
Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
Some books are published not because there is any chance they will become best sellers but because they need to be published. What they…
On April 25th the nursing home informed us that my father had died. He was 93 and failing, though slowly, and the end came…
“What the detective story is about,” author P. D. James says, “is not murder but the restoration of order.” Something has gone astray in…
This past Sunday (in 2013) Margie and I wandered through five acres of woods with our good friend, Joe Schwen, organic farmer extraordinaire. The…