I’ve been raised on Rabbie Burns poetry, bagpipes, kilts, Hogmanay, Irn-Bru and Celtic superstitions. Never leave by a door you didn’t come in by. Ye canna sit at a corner of a table. Bouquets are never made up of red and white flowers. This last one has caused…
My sister and nephew were recently visiting from Oxford. Not the one in Granville County, North Carolina. THE Oxford, as in England. When they visit we try to always do something new and outside our comfort level. Last year we zip-lined. Yes, even me with my fear of heights. That…
Every story has a beginning and every journey has a first step. But right before that there is a pivotal moment. Breath is exhaled and destinies defined. That moment of breath is part of my story. It is also part of my journey into knowing from whence I came. It…
Identifying the former Mrs. Gustave J. Adam(s) On 16 June 1944 at Redford Receiving Hospital, Detroit, Michigan, Gustave J. Adam, succumbed to injuries received in an automobile accident. He was the son of Emil C. Adam and Mary Link. [1] Burial followed in the Adam family plot at Greenlawn Cemetery.[2] Born 2…