Sarah MacLeod quarksandquirks.wordpress.com findingmygrounduu.wordpress.com During announcements, my heart dropped. The service leader announced, “Remember that at noon, we have our congregational meeting about the accessibility improvements to the church.” To be clear, I completely support the church’s improvements plan and the capital campaign required to bring them about. Armed with my knitting, I knew I’d get through the potentially too-long meeting to put these issues up for congregational vote. While the meeting may be tedious, it’s truly democracy in action, and the improvements are necessary. Our church is built on four different levels, connected only by stairs. We’re without an elevator (action item number one on the list), accessible bathrooms (item number two), and many other amenities that would make our facility the accessible building it should be. It’s an old building (the meeting-house is 160 years old) with numerous additions made over many years, resulting in a markedly unwelcome building for those…
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J. Lorraine Martin cheeselesspizza.blogspot.com It was a typical, suburban day at my local grocery store. Besides loading up on Mad Housewife wine, I had other highly important plans: channeling the wisdom of Pavlov on aisle 12 as I held up a bag of Skittles — think mad housewife becomes mad scientist. What can I say? An autism mom often reaches new heights (or is it lows?) to help her child step outside of his self-imposed postage stamp zone of perceived safety. In case conducting Pavlov experiments isn’t in your shopping repertoire, allow me to explain. You see, my oldest son, at the age of nine, developed some intense fears at our local grocery store. Despite uneventful years of happy grocery shopping experiences up until that time, he one day became dramatically frightened over the thunder sound in produce when the water sprayers came on; not much later the mooing cow…
Jennifer Byde Myers www.jennyalice.com Can you remember developing photos, when you had no idea what you were going to get? We would turn in those little canisters and hope for something wonderful to come back in the envelope. We used to spend a lot of money trying to get a good picture of our son. Capturing Jack on film required expert photography skills combined with the fastest shutter speed and endless rolls of film. It took money and patience and perseverance, and faith, and will, and cooperation and an ability to be spry that most people lose about the age of nine — and we failed, continuously. We don’t really have those “Kodak moments” in our family, and it’s not for lack of trying. We have been prolific in our clicking so as to produce at least some decent shots over the years, if only by the grace of statistics…