October 2, 2022 Marble can be as soft as silk: An ode to the hand-written letter Mid-summer 1965, a weekend pass from a drug firm’s indoctrination, a walk from West Point over to the Garrison station and then an hour-plus…
September 11, 2022 A familiar coffee cup put a smile on a homesick Border Patrol agent’s face As I recall, a warm winter day from some years back in mountainous rural Arizona a few miles from the border to Mexico, I…
May 22, 2022 Greed had my number — a 1-800 toll-free one Every day, the seven deadly sins lead me toward unhappiness. The dark side. Life noir. Of the seven, I plead guilty to wrath and lust — getting…
May 11, 2022 Charlie’s late wife Lynn: Her devotion was like the faith of a bird that sings while it is still dark Below is a letter written by regular moorandmore contributor and longtime South Bend pharmacist Charlie Spiher. He sent it to his many friends after…
January 3, 2022 Visiting some old sites in a newly-bought car Editor’s note: Moorandmore contributor and retired South Bend pharmacist Charlie Spiher wrote this story about his recent journey down memory lane after picking up…
December 1, 2021 A spelling bee (or B) wasn’t as much fun as this F We’re in a spell, more or less … Falda’s at fault. As students, most of us were taught to spell, a measure of disciplined…
November 11, 2021 … and who might show up at the opening Late yesterday, cruising the mail, an alert from the St. Joseph County Public Library in regards to the unveiling of the new main library….
