M.B. HENRY

Hello Dear Friends of WordPress and beyond. Like the rest of you, I am disturbed and troubled by the outbreak sweeping the globe as I sit here and type this. It’s...

The year was 1851, and it was a still, silent night on the Harvard Campus in Boston, Massachusetts. Dew beaded the spacious and lush grounds. Night birds sang and crickets chirped....

Call Me. Be Mine. True Love. Kiss Me. Don’t get any ideas, I’m not flirting with you. These are just some of the most common sayings found on everybody’s favorite valentine...

What’s the coolest present that you’ve ever received for an anniversary? My husband and I do anniversaries a little bit different. We don’t really buy each other gifts. Instead, we pick...

Once upon a Holiday season in 1885, some generous folks put up a Christmas tree in a Chicago hospital. As everyone did back then, they illuminated the evergreen with lit candles....

You know, I was so excited to post this yesterday for 11/11, but sometimes things don’t go as they ought! I took a bit of a tumble off the kitchen counter...

Once upon a late night in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, two college administrators were throwing in the towel. It had been a long day at Old Dorm – one of the few original...

I first read the Grapes of Wrath when I was in junior high. Perhaps a bit young for such heavy content, but sneaking “grown up” books was a favorite childhood past...

Hello readers! I bet you’ve been wondering where I disappeared to over the last several weeks. Well, I’ve been a little bit of everywhere, if you want the honest truth. Sometimes,...

A while back, I wrote a post about a big explosion on the Ypres Salient in WWI. It had an impact, you might say – oh, the puns. Many of my...