I’m not apt to forget the disbelief I felt the first time I heard the 1950s referred to as “the good old days.” What? Land of Goshen, those weren’t the old days. Good, maybe, in lots of ways but no way could they be referred to as “old”. What nonsense! Then, a sobering thought hit […]
Jun 13, 2024
The Old Oak
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A large oak stands in front of the house. It is so tall and its limbs spread so wide that anyone standing under it during a rain is sheltered, as if by a giant umbrella. The tree is old and has seen many changes. A busy street a few feet away was once a dirt […]
Jan 28, 2024
The Older I Get
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The older I get…the more I value family and friends and life and the less concerned I am about surface stuff, …the more I appreciate old values, old friends, old remedies to ills, physical and emotional, and spiritual. […]
May 29, 2022
Freedom
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My brothers, Thurman, Tracy, and Richard, my brother-in-law Ray served in the Navy; my husband in the Army; my nephew Clint joined the Marines. They all came back home, all except Clint. We lost him to an awful place called Viet Nam. I think of Clint often and especially on Memorial Day. The United States […]
Feb 27, 2021
The Older I Get
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The older I get…the more I value family and friends and life and the less concerned I am about surface stuff, …the more I appreciate old values, old friends, old remedies to ills, physical and emotional, and spiritual. […]
Nov 8, 2020
Things My Mama Taught Me
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All the good things that I am, came from my parents. The not-so-good? Well, I’ve managed those things on my own. This morning I was thinking about things my mother taught me. I had never really tried to itemize them, they were just there. To list them would be like trying to draw a diagram […]
