Ode To Stephen Van Rensselaer
It was 24 December 1795 — of course there’s no one now alive who remembers that winter day or year when Consistory met with Stephen Van Rensselaer. A man of wealth
Continue reading →It was 24 December 1795 — of course there’s no one now alive who remembers that winter day or year when Consistory met with Stephen Van Rensselaer. A man of wealth
Continue reading →Blessings on thee, little man, You’re barefoot now, and so you can Run much faster – no sock and shoe That slow others down, enabling you To be the first in line – or seat – Or playing tag,
Continue reading →I still remember until this day, Walking on stubble in fields of hay, And finding that I had little trouble, Once I mastered the art of bending the stubble. It’s sort of a shuffle – but slow – Press forward, … Continue reading →
[Started 1-17-90] For over a month I have been mulling over the thoughts in my mind of writing down my memories of my life. As one reaches the age of 75 1/2 he or she will soon realize that their … Continue reading →