Caroline Revercomb
CAROLINE REVERCOMB: Ode to Ada June
I became a grandmother one year ago today. Precious darlin’ Ada June Grimm came into - and left - this world on Valentine’s Day 2023.Although I love to write,...
CAROLINE REVERCOMB: From Korea With Love
I just returned from a trip of a lifetime to South Korea where son Will...
CAROLINE REVERCOMB: Listen to Your Life
Writing, for me, has been a hobby that I have always hoped would reach some...
CAROLINE REVERCOMB: “Help, Thanks, Wow”
This is a title of a book by Anne Lamott, the subtitle of which is...
CAROLINE REVERCOMB: Distracted By Joy
The title of today's column came from a wonderful man in our little church on...
The Things They Carried
I was reminded of this book about a platoon of American soldiers during the Vietnam War by a dear friend with whom I...
A Wooden Spoon In The Cauldron of My Soul
The above title describes the effect the documentary, Girl Rising, had on me. I saw it for the first time last Friday night at...
Hurry Up and Wait
This expression I heard growing up was a bit bewildering to me. Nevertheless, I remembered it after recently hearing another expression, the acronym for...
Helplessly Hoping
Thought of this song by Crosby, Stills & Nash after receiving some disappointing news regarding two of my children's higher education aspirations. Also,...
In The Bleak Midwinter
I thought of this song, a Christmas carol from the early 20th century, for two reasons: as of this writing, there is a...
And It Was Still Hot . . .
These are Maurice Sendak's parting words in one of my favorite books of all time, Where the Wild Things Are.What made me think about...