I am here to proclaim that withering has gotten a bum rap. Here’s why. I move indoors for contemplation during winter. From a south facing window I can see an overgrown trail that meanders down the hill, through the trees, leading to a small creek that freezes on the...
This article, written by Jim and Peggy Plews-Ogan, was published by the University of Notre Dame's Center for Social Concerns and their Virtues and Vocations publication. You can view the original article online. On December 2, 2021, our lives cracked open. Jim was...
My friends tell me they also have trouble sleeping through the night. Age, they say, or their bladder, or the dreaded foot cramps that send them hopping to the kitchen for mustard. Sleep woes are common among the ALS crowd. Impaired mobility aggravates muscle...
Today, we mark two years since our beloved Jim passed away. Our Plews-Ogan family, including Rowan and baby Phoebe, Erin and Hal, and Will and Monika, are gathering for the weekend as we will every year. This year, we’re in Minneapolis. The time together has given us...