Lee Scott

By Lee Scott My husband and I did one of those magazine quizzes recently. You know, like the ones you see in the Reader’s…

By Lee Scott Last summer I was able to attend a family birthday party for my grandson Finnegan.  After he opened the large gift…

By Lee Scott Years ago, when I was a college student, one of my professors suggested we write our own obituaries. He was an…

By Lee Scott My husband walked into the kitchen the other day and asked in a very concerned voice, “What are you doing?”  He…

By Lee Scott When I was a child and we would have company over at our house, my mother would pull out a set…