Silent Night

Our story begins on Christmas Eve, 1818. Joseph Mohr, a young man of humble beginnings with an aptitude for music, has settled into his role as the assistant priest for the St. Nicholas parish in Oberndorf. It’s a village north of Salzburg, situated along the Salzach River.  Until recently it had served as an important waterway... Continue Reading →

The Hope Chest

Martha side-steps her way past the busy work tables toward the back of the wood-shop. “Tom, where are you? Tom!”    “Mom, you’re early.”   “I know, but we gotta go. Pew, it smells in here,” says Martha brushing sawdust from her sleeves. “That’s the tung oil wood finish reacting with maple. It’ll dissipate. Wanna see... Continue Reading →

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