April, May, June 2014 – Bruce Blumer

Locked In

When we’d visit our grandparents in North Dakota, there was one item that I was locked in on finding – Grandpa’s pith […]

You’ve probably heard the word dibs, like I have dibs on that piece of apple pie. Or shotgun, which you yell as […]

Had a conversation with a man whose wife had recently died. She was a vibrant person – high energy and full of […]

It hit me the other day, many of my blog posts are from my childhood and none have been from the experiences […]

We had a huge parsonage in my high school years. On the second level was a pull-down set of steps to the […]

Parade magazine comes in our Sunday newspaper and they publish an annual salary report. Every single time it comes out I say, […]

I believe we all seek community. Dad and mom talk about the community getting together during harvest time to help each other. […]

In the northwest part of my hometown was Newman’s Field, the site of neighborhood baseball games. The chicken-wire backstop formed the home […]

In my journeys I have met some interesting people. A number of years ago I met Abraham Lincoln. Serving at a soup […]

I was visiting a large city for a conference and decided to go out for a morning walk. A scruffy man was […]