by Barbara Anne Radtke I am sure you have heard someone say, maybe at the end of a personal narrative, “I was in the right place at the...

by Barbara Anne Radtke In some youth group exercise, a long time ago, I wrote my gravestone epitaph and my obituary.  It was an exercise...

by Barbara Anne Radtke My apartment complex is like a small village.  Taking out the trash, recycling, and picking up packages are...