Remembering Memorial Day

By Rosie Moore In 1915 a poem written by Moina Michael commemorates the day that everyone remembers as Memorial Day.   We cherish too, the Poppy red That grows on fields where valor led, It seems to signal to the skies that blood of heroes never dies.   The poem refers to the thousands who died […]

Let’s talk about books

By Rosie Moore “Rachel takes the same commuter train every morning and night. Every day she rattles down the track, flashes past a stretch of cozy suburban homes, and stops at the signal that allows her to daily watch the same couple breakfasting on their deck. She looks forward to it. Se even started to […]

Looking Through A Glass Darkly

By Rosie Moore I have a dear friend who absolutely declares that “nice” people will definitely go to heaven. She ascertains that if you are good to people, help the poor, are kind to everyone and live an almost “spotless” life, then heaven will be your future home. I’ve tried many times to change her […]

Growing Old

By Rosie Moore I am sending along to my readers some thoughts written by a dear friend that I bowled with for many years. I’m sure there are many bowlers who will remember Eddie Ward, who wrote this. He passed away before I could send this to The Focus so I’m taking the liberty of […]

The Story of Mother’s Day

By Rosie Moore The earliest Mother’s Day celebrations can be traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece in honor of Rhea, the Mother of the Gods. During the 1600s, England celebrated a day called “Mothering Sunday” celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent (the 40 day period leading up to Easter), Mothering Sunday honored the […]

Little Pitchers Have Big Ears

By Rosie Moore This title alludes to the ear-shaped handles common on pitchers used for serving liquids. It is also customary to refer to small children who often hear more of what is said than adults realize or desire. Children tell you things that you never knew before. I  recently had a great-grand child tell […]

Rosie’s World

    In Psalms 139: 14 it is noted that David said, “I will praise thee: for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.” What beautiful words, but, sad to say, the ending doesn’t always turn out that way. Due to modern technology, I, as […]

Friends

By Rosie Moore A dear friend of mine passed away a few days ago. He was not a “boyfriend” but he was a boy and a friend. He was seven years older than me and had a car. I was around fourteen when I met him at church. He would pick me up and bring me home […]

That Ghastly Potato Famine

By Rosie Moore The potato famine in Ireland lasted from 1845-1852. In the 1800’s Ireland was an agricultural nation populated by eight million persons who were among the poorest people in the Western world. Only about a quarter of the population could read or write. Life  expectancy was short, forty years for the men. The potato […]

The Love of God

By Rosie Moore When I was ten years old, I was walking down a street in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, when a sweet young lady asked if I would like to go to Sunday School at her church. I said “sure” and that started my love affair with the Mennonite church that continued the next eight years. […]