Author Archives: diane heath

At the doctor’s yesterday – waiting in my examining room with the door open (it’s the eye doctor, so you don’t have to take your clothes off) I overhear staff and doctor discussing Mrs. Somebody who is in the waiting … Continue reading →

My mother-in-law, Alice, lived in our basement apartment for ten years.  There were many fine things about this arrangement, chief among them that she was able to see her family every day. We also got free child care. The child … Continue reading →

Sermons at the Methodist church in Martinsville, Indiana were long – a good thirty minutes long. The little Schantz organ was tucked in a corner, and so…. Noone would notice if the organist passed time by dusting the keys. Noone … Continue reading →

photo by Maarten van den Heuvel Aunt Evelyn’s ashes had been in our china cupboard for a couple years, waiting for their trip to San Francisco.  She wanted to be scattered under the Golden Gate Bridge, where she had scattered … Continue reading →

At age six, Alistair was wise beyond his years – an old soul. Dignified, polite, interested in music and the arts, Alistair would never have done anything like interrupting a person, putting his feet on the sofa or coming to … Continue reading →

There’s nothing a church musician hates more than one more “Merry Christmas!”  We’re not Scrooges, but think of the poor tax accountant on 4-15.  Imagine April 15 as a much-loved time of gift giving and feasting.  The tax accountant is chained … Continue reading →