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“Oh my God!” Mary Theresa Henning shrieked, clasping red-haired children in her arms. “Oh my God!” she shrieked again….and again….as handsome guys and laughing young women blew her mind with their very presence. They had traveled from far and wide, unbeknown to the birthday girl, who, when she first walked into the decorated clubhouse, looked […]

Susan Korn began writing from her heart (and her brilliant mind) in 2007, with The Brown Rabbit, One Woman’s Journey to Dignity and Respect—a memoir so powerful she used a pseudonym. Two years later, in 2009, in We, The People…the Best of the Best, A Guide for Reaching your Fullest Potential in Corporate America, she sought wisdom from

I was 13 and madly in love. He loved me, too, until he saw my best friend. When I tearfully told Mom my boyfriend and best friend were going steady, she didn’t say, “Don’t worry, it’s only puppy-love.” Instead, she looked at me with sad eyes and said, “It hurts so much, doesn’t it?” At

“I’ve always said I won the lottery when my adoptive parents chose me,” Joan Griffin says, “but I grew up feeling ‘different,’ because the people I was closest to didn’t look, sound, or act like me. When I was thirty-seven, my birth mother found me and I met my maternal half-siblings. Later, I met my

Susan Korn’s lifelong dedication to mentoring began at age 19, when her first boss convinced her that by doing her best she could become her best, at whatever she attempted. Her mentor’s faith in her paid off. Susan achieved a Master’s Degree in Medical Health Services, leading to a 39-year career at Kaiser as a Health Services Administrator. She

Maybe you’ve been there…for years you rushed to work each morning. Then, if you were blessed, you retired and swore, “No more obligations! I’m free!” Sometimes, though, as time passes, something unexpected happens. A ‘calling’ appears, and with it a resurgence of creative energy. In a recent visit with my precious cousin, Elizabeth, I witnessed this as

Perhaps we don’t really know someone until we visit her home. I heard Judy Phillips mention that she and a friend once decided to become merz-merized—and now she lives with mermaids. I had to see this for myself. Here’s what I saw: Approaching her apartment, mermaids swim up the wall, escorting guests to her door. Inside,

Downsizing your home and moving to a senior mobile home park does not mean downsizing your life. Just ask the officers who head up the Residents’ Association at Rock Creek Mobilehome Park. These fine folks insist no one has to be lonely in an active and fun community of seniors. The “active and fun” part

Dorothe Kress lived happily behind the Iron Curtain (in East Germany) for the first 44 years of her life. How could anyone live “happily” behind the Iron Curtain?Dorothe explains: “In East Germany, I had a good education, a meaningful career, and our basic needs were met. Yes, there were frustrating limits—such as not being allowed to

Here you see Janice preparing color-coded forms for a survey in our mobile home community. Note her smile: Janice is never happier than when she’s doing something useful and creative! For example, recently she (single-handedly) stuffed a donated bookshelf into the trunk of her car and delivered it to our community library. Speaking of books,