I was writing an article the other day about food and I was reminded of how Kurtis ate when we first adopted him. 

Kurtis had been hungry and was never sure if he would have another meal or when he would have it, so he ate. And he ate!
And he ate! It didn't matter what I cooked he ate it with enthusiasm. It was pretty sad to see him drag along the table with his withered leg and pick crumbs up, popping them in his mouth like delicacies. 

This ravenous appetite lasted for a several months before...
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 I found a candy bar in a bird's nest this morning. And you ask, "how did it get there?"
 
My daughter, Tina, knows I have a craving for Cup O' Gold candy bars. They are a little hard to find but they are available at our local Fred Meyer stores here in Oregon. When she comes to visit she brings a stash of Cup O' Golds and hides them around the house before she leaves. The bird's nest is behind glass in an antique lawyer's book case in our living room. She is very cleaver. Last time she was her...

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Kurtis turned 35 on February 17th. He is not exactly the same kid I adopted in 1978. At that time he was the most severly abused child to survive in the United States. Today he works at Jennings McCall residential facility in Forest Grove. He is as lovely on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. That's mom talk.
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Kurtis and his Aunt Patty at Nonna Emilias Ristorante in Aloha, Oregon.
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I recently returned from Denver, where I attended the Writing for the Soul conference. I have truly been spiritually fed.

In addition to my article wiritng and the incidentals I write from time to time, I have been working on a book titled, Infinitely Trees. Infinitely Trees is the story of my son Kurtis, who at the time of his adoption was the most severely abused child to survive in the United States. It is also the story of how God works in our lives to bring us hope, courage and forgivenes...
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I was writing an article the other day about food and I was reminded of how Kurtis ate when we first adopted him. 

Kurtis had been hungry and was never sure if he would have another meal or when he would have it, so he ate. And he ate!
And he ate! It didn't matter what I cooked he ate it with enthusiasm. It was pretty sad to see him drag along the table with his withered leg and pick crumbs up, popping them in his mouth like delicacies. 

This ravenous appetite lasted for a several months before...
Continue reading ...

 I found a candy bar in a bird's nest this morning. And you ask, "how did it get there?"
 
My daughter, Tina, knows I have a craving for Cup O' Gold candy bars. They are a little hard to find but they are available at our local Fred Meyer stores here in Oregon. When she comes to visit she brings a stash of Cup O' Golds and hides them around the house before she leaves. The bird's nest is behind glass in an antique lawyer's book case in our living room. She is very cleaver. Last time she was her...

Continue reading ...

Kurtis turned 35 on February 17th. He is not exactly the same kid I adopted in 1978. At that time he was the most severly abused child to survive in the United States. Today he works at Jennings McCall residential facility in Forest Grove. He is as lovely on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. That's mom talk.
Continue reading ...

Kurtis and his Aunt Patty at Nonna Emilias Ristorante in Aloha, Oregon.
Continue reading ...

I recently returned from Denver, where I attended the Writing for the Soul conference. I have truly been spiritually fed.

In addition to my article wiritng and the incidentals I write from time to time, I have been working on a book titled, Infinitely Trees. Infinitely Trees is the story of my son Kurtis, who at the time of his adoption was the most severely abused child to survive in the United States. It is also the story of how God works in our lives to bring us hope, courage and forgivenes...
Continue reading ...

I was writing an article the other day about food and I was reminded of how Kurtis ate when we first adopted him. 

Kurtis had been hungry and was never sure if he would have another meal or when he would have it, so he ate. And he ate!
And he ate! It didn't matter what I cooked he ate it with enthusiasm. It was pretty sad to see him drag along the table with his withered leg and pick crumbs up, popping them in his mouth like delicacies. 

This ravenous appetite lasted for a several months before...
Continue reading ...

 I found a candy bar in a bird's nest this morning. And you ask, "how did it get there?"
 
My daughter, Tina, knows I have a craving for Cup O' Gold candy bars. They are a little hard to find but they are available at our local Fred Meyer stores here in Oregon. When she comes to visit she brings a stash of Cup O' Golds and hides them around the house before she leaves. The bird's nest is behind glass in an antique lawyer's book case in our living room. She is very cleaver. Last time she was her...

Continue reading ...

Kurtis turned 35 on February 17th. He is not exactly the same kid I adopted in 1978. At that time he was the most severly abused child to survive in the United States. Today he works at Jennings McCall residential facility in Forest Grove. He is as lovely on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. That's mom talk.
Continue reading ...

Kurtis and his Aunt Patty at Nonna Emilias Ristorante in Aloha, Oregon.
Continue reading ...

I recently returned from Denver, where I attended the Writing for the Soul conference. I have truly been spiritually fed.

In addition to my article wiritng and the incidentals I write from time to time, I have been working on a book titled, Infinitely Trees. Infinitely Trees is the story of my son Kurtis, who at the time of his adoption was the most severely abused child to survive in the United States. It is also the story of how God works in our lives to bring us hope, courage and forgivenes...
Continue reading ...

I was writing an article the other day about food and I was reminded of how Kurtis ate when we first adopted him. 

Kurtis had been hungry and was never sure if he would have another meal or when he would have it, so he ate. And he ate!
And he ate! It didn't matter what I cooked he ate it with enthusiasm. It was pretty sad to see him drag along the table with his withered leg and pick crumbs up, popping them in his mouth like delicacies. 

This ravenous appetite lasted for a several months before...
Continue reading ...

 I found a candy bar in a bird's nest this morning. And you ask, "how did it get there?"
 
My daughter, Tina, knows I have a craving for Cup O' Gold candy bars. They are a little hard to find but they are available at our local Fred Meyer stores here in Oregon. When she comes to visit she brings a stash of Cup O' Golds and hides them around the house before she leaves. The bird's nest is behind glass in an antique lawyer's book case in our living room. She is very cleaver. Last time she was her...

Continue reading ...

Kurtis turned 35 on February 17th. He is not exactly the same kid I adopted in 1978. At that time he was the most severly abused child to survive in the United States. Today he works at Jennings McCall residential facility in Forest Grove. He is as lovely on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. That's mom talk.
Continue reading ...

Kurtis and his Aunt Patty at Nonna Emilias Ristorante in Aloha, Oregon.
Continue reading ...

I recently returned from Denver, where I attended the Writing for the Soul conference. I have truly been spiritually fed.

In addition to my article wiritng and the incidentals I write from time to time, I have been working on a book titled, Infinitely Trees. Infinitely Trees is the story of my son Kurtis, who at the time of his adoption was the most severely abused child to survive in the United States. It is also the story of how God works in our lives to bring us hope, courage and forgivenes...
Continue reading ...

I was writing an article the other day about food and I was reminded of how Kurtis ate when we first adopted him. 

Kurtis had been hungry and was never sure if he would have another meal or when he would have it, so he ate. And he ate!
And he ate! It didn't matter what I cooked he ate it with enthusiasm. It was pretty sad to see him drag along the table with his withered leg and pick crumbs up, popping them in his mouth like delicacies. 

This ravenous appetite lasted for a several months before...
Continue reading ...

 I found a candy bar in a bird's nest this morning. And you ask, "how did it get there?"
 
My daughter, Tina, knows I have a craving for Cup O' Gold candy bars. They are a little hard to find but they are available at our local Fred Meyer stores here in Oregon. When she comes to visit she brings a stash of Cup O' Golds and hides them around the house before she leaves. The bird's nest is behind glass in an antique lawyer's book case in our living room. She is very cleaver. Last time she was her...

Continue reading ...

Kurtis turned 35 on February 17th. He is not exactly the same kid I adopted in 1978. At that time he was the most severly abused child to survive in the United States. Today he works at Jennings McCall residential facility in Forest Grove. He is as lovely on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. That's mom talk.
Continue reading ...

Kurtis and his Aunt Patty at Nonna Emilias Ristorante in Aloha, Oregon.
Continue reading ...

I recently returned from Denver, where I attended the Writing for the Soul conference. I have truly been spiritually fed.

In addition to my article wiritng and the incidentals I write from time to time, I have been working on a book titled, Infinitely Trees. Infinitely Trees is the story of my son Kurtis, who at the time of his adoption was the most severely abused child to survive in the United States. It is also the story of how God works in our lives to bring us hope, courage and forgivenes...
Continue reading ...