Articles by Ray Adler

Here’s another story from my mom. The trip had been long and tiring; we needed a place to rest for a while and stretch our legs. We seemed to have…

Here’s another story from my mother. My younger sister was eight years younger than I was. She was a tiny girl, barely tall enough to reach the latch on the…

Grandma told me stories, but mother wrote hers down. Here’s another one. Without a doubt, mothers are needed at home when there are young ones. Best things are not always…

Here are more thoughts from my mother. The old man waited and waited in the doctor’s office. Then he waited some more. At great length his patience gave out. Leaning…

A few years later … By this time teachers’ salaries were going up. The amount depended on years of training and years of experience. A Masters’ Degree would be very…

To enter college, one signed a paper telling age, high school attended, and parents’ names. That was it. If you could pay tuition, you could enter. PK’s got a reduction…

Freshmen took whatever subjects they were assigned. I took Algebra I, English I, Biology, Home Ec, and Physical Education. After that year, students chose their “course” and took whatever subjects…

Here’s another one of Mom’s yarns. School days began at Sterling Elementary School. It was about two blocks from home if I went out the back way. (Be sure to…

Mother told me this story. On a cold December day in 1899 the young man shoved the old door open. Then lifting his bride as though she were light as…