Essay One cold morning in BelgiumIt's not that Patton was a good man--that's not why his troops loved him. He wasn't. It's not that he…James C. SchaapMay 13, 2022
Essay Dr. SueSusan La Flesche Picotte simply could not have dreamed of a hospital as a child. She wouldn't have known what…James C. SchaapApril 29, 2022
Essay Nostalgia or principle?I'm quite sure I didn't leave them an option. I sent them off on a Saturday afternoon for a performance…James C. SchaapApril 15, 2022
Essay Highs and lowsI don't want to be disagreeable. I may be feeling this way, as if I'm on track toward irascibility, given…James C. SchaapApril 1, 2022
Essay Prayer for a BlessingIt was never an easy thing to do. . .heroic?—yes, but never particularly easy. Even though they had no idea…James C. SchaapMarch 18, 2022
Essay Not long ago. Not far away.The copy on most of the exhibits was written in Dutch, so we missed out on a lot. I didn't…James C. SchaapMarch 4, 2022
Essay Tearful TrailsFor some time now, I've admired the life of a 19th century missionary, Sheldon Jackson, whose name I found on…James C. SchaapFebruary 18, 2022
Essay Emma Coger made a sceneEmma Coger purchased a first-class ticket, including breakfast, on a Mississippi River steamer bound for Keokuk, Iowa.James C. SchaapFebruary 4, 2022
Essay “Encourage the people around you”There was a celebration of some sort in the gym that day. I don't know why or what was being…James C. SchaapJanuary 21, 2022
Essay ElegyWe watched him shave--at least I did. I mean, I didn't stand there gawking like some silly ten-year-old idiot, but…James C. SchaapJanuary 7, 2022