Some jokester (pretty sure my husband) found this very old sign while cleaning out the office and placed it smack dab in the middle of my nearly cleaned off bulletin board.
Often I find myself asking Siri “How many days until Aug. 1?”
When we finished World War II, we thought that would be the last war wasting billions of dollars and millions of lives, the destruction of cities, loss of vehicles, planes and ships sunk in the oceans.
This oil painting of “The Declaration of Independence of the United States of America” by Armand-Dumaresq (c. 1873) has been hanging in the White House since the late 1980s when the late First Lady Barbara Bush hung it above the fireplace in the Cabinet Room.
Last week we celebrated our nation’s birthday. It’s been 242 years since the Declaration of Independence was signed and the 13 colonies declared independence from Britain.
As my children get older, I am beginning to dread the empty nest days. My daughter has three more years at home, or more hopefully, before she spreads her wings and leaves her mama behind.
