I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I can’t vouch for the truth of this story, but this is the way it was told to me by my great aunt Polly whose mother lived in a forlorn area of Illinois. She became an intimate friend to Jennie … Continue reading
Okay, so here’s the wrap-up regarding my need or “no-need” to label my fictional pieces as such. Terrific comments: https://onetahayes.com/2019/01/03/bloggers-opinion-please/ Thanks, blogging friends. Your comments were helpful. CONSIDERATIONS: Include “Fiction” in title. – That’s certainly upfront. Some only Scan or … Continue reading