Third anniversary

It is the third anniversary of my coming to Heaven. The traditional gift for third anniversaries is leather. The flower gift is sunflowers, which is more interesting. Sunflowers are, after all, the state flower of Kansas. Vincent Van Gogh painted some wonderful pictures of sunflowers. So, we’ll show them here.

Love to all,


My favorite books

As you know, I love to read. There were books and books and books all over our house in Fox Point. Most of these are dispersed to various places by now, but Paul Link to Paul Nordberg site preserved intact my short collection of favorites. (In fact, he introduced me to several of them.) These are now displayed on top of his new bookshelves in his bedroom.

The set includes –

  • R. D. Blackmore, Lorna Doone
  • Charlotte Brontë, Villette
  • Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
  • Camus, The Stranger
  • Elizabeth Gaskell, Cranford
  • Madamoiselle de Lafayette, The Princess of Cleves
  • Johann Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
  • Johann Goethe, Faust, Part I
  • Allesandro Manzoni, The Betrothed
  • Ann Radcliff, The Italian
  • Ann Radcliff, The Mysteries of Udolpho
  • Carol Shield, The Stone Diaries
  • Elizabeth Stoddard, The Morgesons

Merry Christmas

This is my third Christmas in heaven. I am looking down at you, and I know that many of you will be thinking of me.

The picture is of our holiday in Silver Spring, Maryland in 1959. Peter isn’t quite three in the picture, but for the first time he’s old enough to be able to appreciate that it’s a big deal. (And, oh yes, there are presents that come with it.)

Happy holidays and love to all of you!


90th birthday

beverly-1-yearI was born ninety years ago today on The Farm in St. Leo, Kansas. This is my third birthday in Heaven. I’m getting used to it now, and I imagine you’re getting used to the idea I’m not there any longer. But I am looking forward to seeing all of you soon enough!

The picture of me is from about my first birthday.

With love,

Second anniversary

later-portraitIt’s been two years now since I came here to Heaven. I know that “first” events can be hard for those of you who are down below – the first birthday without, the first Christmas without, the first anniversary.

The second should be easier. And with more time gone by, I hope you are able to think about all of the time we spent together, not just the part at the end.


Close and repose

completed-markerMy marker stone has had its second date for a while now, but we didn’t have a picture of it, especially because Paul is not close. The initial newness of things at the site has faded, and the grass has grown all around. It is a restful state, one of peace and eternity.

The images are things from my life: flowers, books, oil painting, and children from a picture at my school. The cross is the same one as we put on Bob’s grave, taken from his copy of The Imitation of Christ. The words “for eternity” continue the phrase started on Bob’s stone to the left with the word “Together.”

Shirley Temple doll


My sister Janice and I both had Shirley Temple dolls, which we loved. I kept mine through the years and in the 1990s had it redone by a specialist. It looks wonderful, doesn’t it?

Paul Link to Paul Nordberg site passed it on to Janice’s family a little while ago, since he has no girls to appreciate it. (But I think that he sometimes feels a little wistful thinking about it, just like other things that remind him of me.)


christmas-1996Here is a photograph from 1996, one of the later years in Fox Point. Paul was visiting me then, as always, though he is not shown in this picture.

It is a very special time of the year, when families get together on earth. In a little while, all of you will be together with all of us in Heaven.

Until then, merry Christmas, and all of my love,


Thanksgiving (25 years ago)

thanksgiving-1990Here is a picture of Bob and me from Thanksgiving 1990. We are in the living room of my beloved house on Quarles Place in Fox Point. Bob is playing a chess game with the machine. On the wall behind him is a Holy Water receptacle from the farm in Kansas. I am sitting in “my” usual chair, with the New York Times.

As the picture shows, it was a time of peace and content.

Happy Thanksgiving to all!