The Foot Race

John Thomas Shelley was a big man, both in stature and in his line of work. He was tall and sported an abundant girth that strained the captain’s chair where he presided over a family table seating up to 12. JT could be firm. He needed to be.  He’d fathered 10 children and was a leader … More The Foot Race

Bear Hugs

It was a ritual.  We called it ‘Bear Hugs’.  The grandkids ran down the front hall at their home and jumped into my arms.  Wonderful!  But one day, that all changed. Jonathan and I started it.  He was almost two then.  He’d come scampering and laughing down the 20-foot hallway and leap into my arms … More Bear Hugs