Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
Poetry: Midnight Sledding
Midnight Sledding (December 31, 2009) A last December sled down Grandpa’s hill, Surprised to see beneath a bright blue moon, A seldom second…
Tag: Family
Pandemic Wisdom
So much has been written about the pandemic, much of it wise. I wondered why add my own? So, here are quotes from others…
Ahhh, there I am!
1921. Two little girls, sisters, warmly dressed, pose in a yard in New Bedford, Massachusetts. On the left is Ruth Simpson Ashworth bundled into…
Final Words
As I wrote this post it happened to be during Holy Week. After a difficult few days when Denis' mother suffered a nosebleed that…
Going Home
Going Home We are saddened by the recent death of Denis’ mother. At the same time just when we’d almost lost hope of spring…
Poetry: A Good Hike
A Good Hike We hike with him a rough and unmarked trail, A park for all ordained as common ground, Our father, boots laced,…
I Wish I’d Known
One. He insisted if I was a girl I be named after her. Interesting, isn’t it? Boys are frequently named after the father and…