It Started with a Dachshund Named Rudy

– my love for dogs, that is. My family moved from Northville to Stockbridge the same month I turned three years old.  Needless to say, I don’t have too many ‘real’ memories of living in Northville.  Actually, I can only think of three, and one of them is of petting a red dachshund named Rudy.  … Continue reading It Started with a Dachshund Named Rudy

Family Holiday Traditions

I tend to think of a tradition as something that people do periodically, at regular intervals.  More specifically, annually.  Perhaps that’s because many traditions are linked to things we do around the holidays which, generally, happen annually.  But when I looked up the definition this morning, I found it to be a more sentimental, more … Continue reading Family Holiday Traditions