Schroeder, Doris

By Doris Schroeder There is a story that publisher William Randolph Hearst had heard about a certain piece of artwork and decided that he wanted...

By Doris Schroeder There is a story that publisher William Randolph Hearst had heard about a certain piece of artwork and decided that he wanted...

By Doris Schroeder “ Turn your TV on!” Charles and Betty’s son Kenny instructed his parents by phone as we were enjoying a late leisurely...

By Doris Schroeder We had been told that life would be different when we got into the years beginning with two thousand. Two thousand one...

  By Doris Schroeder It was about three months after the Hutch explosion that hubby and I bought our American Airline tickets with our accumulated points...

By Doris Schroeder As I continue with my office down-sizing, I came across some things I had written in 2001...specifically January 17. Looking back now...

By Doris Schroeder It is a Monday morning and I am beginning a new week of more downsizing of my office...including some writing I need...

By Doris Schroeder When John and I were first married almost sixty-five years ago, I had a very strong ambition...I was going to keep track...

The picture of our Kansas roads are etched in my mind and memory and if I have my way, the Lord willing, will be...

By Doris Schroeder Hubby and I were driving back to our home one snowy, wintry day this last month when suddenly we saw something grazing...