Blog - Elizabeth Franklin

Do Not Let the Memory Fade

Each September, I anticipate increased traffic because school busses are back in action stopping at nearly every house on the block. I look forward to the changing of colors in the landscape, cooler weather, increasing expectation of the holiday season, and pumpkin-flavored everything. All of these bring a sense of excitement; however, a stark reality Read more about Do Not Let the Memory Fade[…]

It’s a Heat Wave

Over the years, I have met many people who love the summer.  My own daughter revels in the heat, mainly because of her experiences in Dunbar, WI where she went to college.  She fondly refers to that place as the “Frozen Tundra”. When she came home from months in Wisconsin, she regaled us with tales Read more about It’s a Heat Wave[…]

Reflections on Cambridge and York

As I reflect on the wonderful opportunity to take a trip to England, I am thankful for safety, first of all.  I am also thankful that I had the occasion to meet new people.  Even after thirty years of greeting people at the church door as they left after the sermon, I am never fully Read more about Reflections on Cambridge and York[…]

A Brief Travel Experience

I recently returned from a trip to England, a country with which I have great fascination. I made a few interesting observations about my trip and my response to travel at my advanced age. When I compare present myself to my younger self, I realize that I no longer have a very adventurous spirit; I Read more about A Brief Travel Experience[…]

Liz and Lane Go Hunting

Hunting seems like a natural instinct for human beings.  I don’t believe that we ascend from the animal kingdom, but I do believe that most of us are on the hunt for something, something that will enhance our lives or give our lives meaning and purpose.  Some people hunt for wealth and prestige, satisfaction and Read more about Liz and Lane Go Hunting[…]

Age is a Creeper

When my recent birthday rolled around, and I found myself knocking on the door of sixty years old. When did that happen? Age is a creeper. It sneaks up slowly and then attacks. It’s like the English Ivy on the side of a house. It starts out slowly; its tendrils stealthily reaching up and attaching Read more about Age is a Creeper[…]

The Candy Nana at Church

Long ago in ancient times– when I was five years old– an old man in my church had a pocketful of anise mints.  He handed one to each child after the church service.  I do not remember the circumstances, but I do remember the mints and that he was approachable. My husband kept a jar Read more about The Candy Nana at Church[…]

Guns and School Violence

Several weeks ago, a crazed and angry young man took a gun into a Florida school and shot many unsuspecting young people who were  going about their school day as they did every other day of the week.  And suddenly, many of them were dead.  The outrage over the mass shooting created such a maelstrom Read more about Guns and School Violence[…]

Eagles’ Fever

The East Coast was at fever pitch with anticipation of the match-up between the NE Patriots and the Philadephia Eagles in the biggest game of the year.  The Patriots are a remarkable team with a remarkable quarterback and a strong coach, except for the times that they cheat.  The Eagles’ history is not so remarkable.  Read more about Eagles’ Fever[…]