Author Thomas Wolfe wrote a novel titled, You Cannot Go Home Again. My sister, Tracy, and I learned the meaning of that when we visited our dad in Bremerton, Washington. We left Saturday morning, April 16th, and it was a gorgeous Arizona spring day. Perfect day for traveling, and that first day was uneventful. We ...

  They’re out there Searched for but invisible Recognized by a single glance Then lost forever after Disappearing in a swift cover of darkness The eggs holding light And lives hidden within Shells of fragile substance And painted bodies as Stained-glass windows To make even the most Pious cathedral envious The Easter eggs thrive Alone ...