In 1968 my parents gave me a red leather Revised Standard Version Bible for Christmas, a gift I treasured as a 10-year-old and treasure...

Our Christmas tree allows Oliver to bring his woodsy adventuring inside. Sans presents, the space between the tree skirt and lowest...

Mark and I kayaked down the Willamette River last week--slowly--hugging the shoreline since we could see only a little ways in front of...