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Do you remember where you were and what you were doing on July 20, 1969, just a little after 4 p.m.? Both the Washington Star and Des Moines Register newspapers were very aware of what was happening, as were thousands of others.

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Shortly after we were married on June 28, 1986, my wife and I met some friends, Jack and Cheryl French, who had a vacation home they allowed us to use one summer. The house was located south of the border in Rosarito Beach, which is half way between Ensenada and Tijuana, Mexico, and is a pop…

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So, did I want to be like my father? If I was to become “a man” — and if I was to know I was one — I needed to know where I came from and what I was made of. Many men are ashamed of their fathers, and I fell within that group. Although I tried hard not to become like my father, unfortunately…

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I remember things when I was 5 years old (… not everything, but a few things), such as that I couldn’t wait to turn 6 so I could go into town with my step-cousins and attend the three-grade, one-room country school. It was interesting that the classes were taught by a young lady still in her…

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Back in the early ’90s, the answers a group of my G.A.T.E. (otherwise known as TAG) students made to the above questions broadsided me with their insights, compassion, and depth and I collected them like an excited environmentalist in the rain forest. Their responses were the feelings of our…

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... And then it was winter. Time has a way of moving way too quickly and catching you unaware of the years gone by. Wasn’t it just yesterday I was young, just married and beginning my new life with my wife? But somehow it seems like decades ago.

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When the first ship set sail in 1942, it didn’t have far to go. The wind currents seemed to drive it towards shore, where it beached itself for several years. The captain’s first mate abandoned ship within a couple of months, leaving the two young seamen alone.

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A vision I have for my work with our elders is to create and share their personal life legacies. To help others with a similar vision birth a society in which the wisdom of elders is honored and taken to heart when individuals, organizations, and nations are faced with making important life …

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As I read, listen, observe, and experience some of what is going on in the world on a regular basis, I become more convinced that we are in big trouble. Why? There is a shortage of genuine and experienced leadership in so many countries.

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It’s time for you all to Quit It! No ifs or ands. And if you don’t, I’m going to kick your butts!

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In doing my research, I have learned that Christmas has its roots in celebrations that began thousands of years before the birth of Jesus.

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Where did I come up with the title for this Echoes column? The phrase, “a thousand points of light,” was made popular by U.S. President George H.W. Bush, who set a wonderful example for our nation and the world regarding volunteering for good causes. He later used the name to form a private,…

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Are there walls which you have built in your life that you’ve been walking and living behind, believing or doubting that they should ever be torn down, or somehow collapse?

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Why do we at times dwell on what we don’t have? I’m guilty of thinking if I just had that vehicle, if I could just write that best-selling story and be invited on television to market it, or if only things were different in relationships, politics, etc., life would be so much better!

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Having grown up on a farm during my formative years, no matter where I lived — east coast to west coast — I always seemed to carry pictures in my mind of the old farm.

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Remember when you were a kid playing outside and you heard your mom holler from the doorway, “Supper’s ready?” What she was saying was that a task had been completed and you were one of the recipients of all the hard work she had done because she loved you.

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I had to do some deep-sea — and even some ice fishing — of my memory before I was able to come up with what I am sharing in this column. Much of it had been buried at depths of my brain that were difficult to catch.

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Families are like fudge... mostly sweet, with a few nuts. You’ve probably heard something similar, but until I looked at my notes taken at my family reunion in Kansas, I had forgotten how true this saying was. The family reunion hadn’t taken place for several years, and during that time, boy…

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Many of us carry burlap bags filled with burdens, overflowing with whatifs and howills: Howill I know how to discipline my kids when necessary? Whatif I marry someone who snores? Howill I pay my kids’ college tuition? Whatif after all my dieting, they learn that lettuce is fattening and choc…

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When it comes to thinking of and remembering things about my grandpas, I am so thankful that they were in my life to make up for both the physical and mental absences of my dad and stepdad. I am just as thankful I had my grandmas in my life, but I’ll talk about them in another column.

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Have you ever wondered how socks feel when they seem to have lost their mate? They start off paired up, but some take off and end up in a clothes hamper, while their mates descend to a lower life undercover or under the bed. From then on, there is a risk of becoming a lonely sock.

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Who said, “If you’re not allowed to laugh in heaven, I don’t want to go there”? It wasn’t a comedian. It was Martin Luther. Even though he was known as a serious thinker and speaker, he also was known to have a great sense of humor.

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The following is the fictionalized story of my experience as a combat medic in Vietnam:

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Before you think I’m writing about something as repulsive as someone upchucking in a plastic bag, let me say this isn’t about that. What it is about is two different definitions of the expression: “car sick.” One was offered by my daughter during her teen years, and the other by her parents.

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I would like to share a story with you about a mother’s love, which I recently came across after logging back in on Facebook. It deals with our response to difficult things in our lives. It has been shared on Facebook thousands of times since first being shared in 2015. And it is a great exa…

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Some are saying that we should rename the month of March, and even part of April, “Sprinter.” Because of what I’ve experienced this March through April, I am inclined to agree. The time between winter and spring this year has been very different, with even a temperature in the 70s back in th…

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I was having a conversation with a friend recently and he couldn’t remember the name of an object, so he called it a “doodad.” Thinking I may have known what he was talking about, but not knowing its actual name, I replied, “Oh, you mean the little “thingamajig.” I know it could have possibl…

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According to my stepmom, Rose Stark, who was gifted with many homemaker talents, housewives from all walks of life used feed and grain sacks to make almost everything that required cloth. They looked at the material as “free cloth.”

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We should celebrate Christ’s coming to earth, becoming flesh and identifying with mankind every day of the year. Not just Christmas! We should celebrate Jesus’ Resurrection from the dead every day of our lives.

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As I began searching for the things I miss, my mind took me back to my childhood. At least by being able to do that, I can cross off one thing I haven’t missed: my memory. But who knows what corner I will turn some day, or what doorway I will walk through and forget where I am?

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