A Life Measured by the Soul- A Tribute to Jeffrey Lane Graber

The album was filled with glossy 4x6 photos. Photos of the red rose-bush tall against the wood fence; an upward shot of the aging basketball goal framed in Kansas blue sky, one single white cloud in the backdrop; a robin perched on the edge of the stone bird bath; a cardinal balancing among the branches … Continue reading A Life Measured by the Soul- A Tribute to Jeffrey Lane Graber

Blood Circle – A Tribute to My Best Friends

I am often envious of those whose friendships have endured since childhood, even high school. My brother is a prime example, as his circle of buddies has remained intact through the years. From the relationships he began in little league and junior golf to junior high and even as a high school transfer his group … Continue reading Blood Circle – A Tribute to My Best Friends

The love of farm or country fill his heart

The farm. That's what we refer to the place of our childhood where we lost ourselves in cow pastures, fished in creeks, catapulted into the Kansas sky on a tire swing. The farm. Always said with a sigh of nostalgia. The Graber's farm. My Uncle John and Aunt Becka¬†owned the farm in Kingman, KS. Their … Continue reading The love of farm or country fill his heart