The following is from my book about my mother’s life as a girl at Etta Bend, Cherokee County, Oklahoma. The words are hers, Susie Latty Day’s: In the fall come rare, sparkling days that are warm and bright, with very little wind, a day when natures seems to savor the last remnants of summer. Spider webs […]
Sep 4, 2014
Have Books, Will Travel
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When a writer completes a book, she heaves a great sigh of relief. Something like 60,000 words are written, re-written, read, re-read, edited and re-edited. It’s finished. Right? Wrong! As the song by The Carpenters goes, “We’ve Only Just Begun”. Because, dear readers, next comes marketing. Once, I was a shy, bashful, blushing young gal who […]
Sep 3, 2014
One Faded Road
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The other day, I happened to be in an area that contained a lot of history: a house that was once the hub of a community, beautiful, old trees that had looked down on violent actions and peaceful scenes, and the remains of a very old road that once led to Tahlequah. This track led […]
Sep 2, 2014
With Mop in Hand
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Yesterday, Labor Day, the unofficial end of summer, was wet and cool to start with. Later, it got kind of steamy when the sun came out. September 1, was a memorable day in history. On that day in 1939, Germany invaded Poland and World War II began. On the first day of September in 1864, […]
Sep 1, 2014
Two Labor Day Prayers
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From the Book of Isaiah, Chapter 64, verses 5-6; 8-9: “You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, who remembers You in Your ways. You are indeed angry, for we have sinned–In these ways we continue; And we need to be saved. But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and […]
Aug 31, 2014
A Rainbow in the Cloud
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I had started to the store for a batch of groceries. Rain fell gently and the sun shone too. “Oh,” I thought. “This is perfect weather for a rainbow!” Glancing out of my car’s window to the west, I saw it, a lovely, large rainbow that looked like it arched over the whole town, north […]
