Kim Henderson

Canyon not so wide, after all

The emotion surprised me, the one that had us feeling like foreigners in our own national parks. It was a recognition that hit us early ... Read more

Westward ho and here we go

My son tells me we are above Kansas as I finish off the last of the chicken nuggets. Since they (the nuggets) were obtained at ... Read more

A letter: Dear men of mine

In spite of what the thermometer may say to the contrary, the calendar says summer wrapped up yesterday, and at our house it has been ... Read more

Mt. Zion mission remains the same

Bittersweet. That’s how Jan Williams describes the service last Sunday – the very last one – in the red brick sanctuary of Brookhaven’s Mt. Zion ... Read more

More Articles

  1. Birth day bows and wedgeless woes
  2. ‘The happiest days are when babies come’
  3. ‘Brook-heaven’ – remembering Katrina
  4. ‘It made us look beyond our doors’
  5. ‘From sun up until we couldn’t see’
  6. A Family Affair: The Freemans return from Ecuador
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