The much-loved FATHER – Stratis Evangelinelis – of my dear friend and host here in Athens – Christos Evangelinelis died this week after several dignified weeks in which he had the grace and good-will to say "good-bye" to his family, long-time friends, and former students and colleagues. 

If your child has announced a desire to join the Peace Corps in Guatemala, it has probably weighed at least a little heavily on your mind. 

There are many risks, dangers, and unknowns that your child will face. As their parent, you are naturally worried for their health, safety, and overall well-being. It is easy to feel helpless, especially since they will be so far away and out of your reach. 

One day in 2008, I got a call from my older sister, telling me that our father had been diagnosed with stomach cancer and the doctor had given him three months to live. I was living in Minnesota at the time, far away from Ogden, Utah.
 
I quickly arranged to go back home. 

I headed out to “take care” of Dad for a while. 

I moved back home, back into the old house he raised us in, and I learned once again how strong and determined he was.  

Garn Press is pleased to announce the release of Every Least Sparrow, by Carolyn Walker. Walker’s memoir tells the story of her daughter, Jennifer, who has Rubinstein-Taybi Syndrome, a rare disorder that affects not only her appearance, but nearly every one of her body functions, as well as her IQ. 

There are a few things that Michiganders know, growing up. One is the beauty of a Michigan winter (good thing, because it is very snowy and cold!). Second is the incredible landscape we live in, from beaches to mountains, city to rural, and even a few islands thrown in. Another is our strong work ethic – arising from our northern European ancestors, and strengthened through winter and landscape. We honor this work ethic here, in a variety of ways.

Snowflakes and jack-o’-lanterns. Growing up in Colorado, the two went hand in hand. The first snowfall of the season usually rolled over the mountains to coat my neighborhood just in time for October 31st. Deciding on a costume was a matter of what looked good over a poofy jacket and paired with my purple and white striped moon boots.