It is often a little sad to get up from lying there, my body stiff from my awkward headrest against the side of the bathtub, that angle cockeyed to my flat sprawl on the bathroom floor linoleum. It is hard because in the cat bed beside me, kneeling on the folded green towel, he...
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Margaret Ann Welton was born to Bill and Marcena Welton on September 12, 1945, in Salina, Kansas. The youngest of three siblings, Margaret developed a keen sensitivity to the suffering of others early in her life, along with a strong desire to contribute to the compassion and justice found in the world. As a...
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This day trip was prompted a few weeks ago when I ran across the photo someone had taken of a unique church standing in a field. I learned the church was near the town of Mora, New Mexico, and with a visit to an old churches of New Mexico book I have, I learned...
Read more →It was last Thursday mid-morning when my dad called me. I was just trying to work. He was sitting in his car outside of the dental office where my mom was having some tooth work done. Hi Bruce- this is Dad. I got a call from the medical examiner’s office this morning. Margaret is...
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