My Brother Joe

My brother Joe was always a beautiful person — physically handsome (most would say gorgeous), outgoing and charismatic, loving and lovable. If []

A mi’ patri

Every January 1st, we in my family remember my father, affectionately known throughout the family as “ Uncle Joe”.  He passed on []

Living Gratefully

Each of us has our own list of gifts for which we thank God: family and friends, each new day, work to do, the glorious autumn leaves, the cute little puppy that bounced all around me the other day – these are a few of the things that top my list right at the moment, and these are just the transitory gifts.