To My Friend, Ben
May, 2023 – To My Friend, Ben – It was November, 2015 and despite having three older kids that played sports, including varsity sports at Goffstown High School, we had not experienced hockey at GHS… To My Friend, Ben
Thank You Coach Slocum – Goffstown Hockey
Thank you Coach Slocum ~ April, 2023 –
Thank you Coach Slocum, not just for the 16 years. But for the joys, the celebrations, and maybe even a few tears.
Undaunted by adversity, and what others may deem; you were fair and honest. Years weren’t about you, but rather, the team.
Your teams exceeded predictions and set records, the wins they did amass. But nobody can take away your 16 seasons of exuding class.
The program must carry on, but it, I, will miss you. And this winter when I’m in the booth, I hope you’ll be on a beach, with a view.
I know that you would be the last one to do what I am about to do, but this one, Ben, this one is all about you.
So, spring of ’23 and I roll out some words in this rhyme, a Thank You Coach Slocum, words and numbers one last time.
7 Years Not Here
7 Years Not Here
April 14, 2023: I am missing my Dad. It has been seven years. 7 years not here. Dad, I miss you. But, how could I ever question God’s perfect timing. I know you are in your heavenly home and that thought alone makes me smile.
Sliver of the Burden
April 9, 2023. Easter Sunday. A sliver of the burden. To me, this is not just some story that has been handed down through the ages, but rather a current event, for He Lives! Each one of our sins paid in full. Our sins, you see, each one of them, a sliver of the burden He took to the cross. Read this story. Feel this story. There has been no greater gift.
My Tribute to Thetis Anna Scott (Peterson)
Thetis Anna Scott ~ 1939-2022
Last week I had a dream that my Aunt Thetis would be called home to heaven on December 12th. We all knew she had been suffering. God did call her home, regardless of my dream, on Monday, December 12th, 2022. Her suffering is no more.My Tribute to Thetis Anna Scott (Peterson)
Sunny Day Flowers
A place I remembered well, where dreams were born, and memories made.
This was where children learned, loved, laughed, growing while they played.
Lloyd Alton Peterson – A Man Of Faith
June 12, 2022 ~ Lloyd Alton Peterson
Like so many times before, I get to this space, and the page is blank. I am contending with countless thoughts, but none of them are a beginning. Memories speed past me like pickup trucks would if I were standing still on the shoulder of I-95 between Old Town and Island Falls.