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America

a pastel by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Red Leaf Dressed With Snow

a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

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As Night Gathers the Light

a photograph by Sonja Bingen

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The Hunter

a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

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Heaven

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Heaven

An astronaut that repaired
the Hubble spacecraft
said recently
that when he stepped out
on his first spacewalk
and saw the lighted
blue and white earth
underneath him,

he knew
he was looking
at heaven.

I wonder how
we would have thought
of the land, the animals,
and the people
if we would have known
our earth was heaven?

If this was all the heaven
there will ever be?

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In the Universe of Trees

a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

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November 29, 2016 · 3:12 pm

The Coming of Spring and Butterflies

a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

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Lake George in the Adirondaks

A photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son

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 Note: We just found this photograph by Kevin in Ethel’s email. Whenever we find some small piece of his creative output we are excited even after all this time. Kevin was living in Poughkeepsie at the time and made a trip north to Lake George. Later he took Ethel and I to visit the lake during our visit to New York to see him.

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The Place Where I Walk

photographs by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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In the Time of Miracle

Our grandson, Joey Bingen, has severe autism. He is fourteen years old and cannot communicate with words. He does have a couple of sign language signs and uses them when he wants something, but has basically not been able to communicate with his parents, brother, or anyone else. Then . . .

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working with the therapist he wrote this message on his iPad, which, in the past, he has only used to play games. He has followed these words up with additional communications, the beginnings of written conversation. Fourteen years of silence and then words!

Where will this sudden ability to communicate lead? What will it mean in Joey’s life? His parent’s life? His grandparent’s life? Ethel and I believe in miracles at the moment. We believe in miracles.

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