Articles by Ray Adler

History of wash day in my family

My younger sister Theresa only remembers top-loading washers and matching front-loading automatic dryers. Then, any day was wash day. My older sister Verna remembers conventional washers with an attached wringer….

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Darn it

My parents went through the Great Depression and were very conservative. They told this story about their friend. Mary Catherine invited us to an afternoon party. She knew we had…


Come to my wedding

My mother told me the following stories about her childhood. My friend is 84 years old. She lives many miles away, so we sometimes communicate by letter. On rare occasions…


Both things can be true

Mother told me this story one day. My relative was an old man. He had had a stroke and was confined to bed. I went to see him hoping to…


A bit of history from my mother

It is always fun to hear your parents explain their perception of your childhood. Mom wrote the following story for me. History is, according to Webster, past events, especially those…


Let’s (not) talk religion

Trying to expand my horizons from my Hoosier farm-boy background, on two occasions during my time at Purdue I had a Chinese roommate. The first was very bright. He lived…


Sometimes you can overthink

When I entered the military, one of the written documents that needed to be completed contained several questions. One asked whether I had belonged to, supported, or attended any social…


Plant a tree, but not for me

Grandpa Howard was always entertaining me with the stories of his own grandfathers. He recounted how his own grandfather Howard passed away on May 8, 1891, the day after Grandpa…


You can’t make it up!

We often say at the office, “you can’t make these things up.” Life is stranger than fiction, as any lawyer can tell you. Many years ago, and in a different…