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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Jadalyn, when I “wake up the house” I think of you, when I was take my meds, I think of you, when I put things in the pantry, I think of you, and when I sit in the rocker in … Continue reading
He was known as Angry Andrew; Any mistake and his temper flew. People stepped aside, Until the day he died Without a friend to bid him adieu. ————– I picked up my five and seven year old great-granddaughters for a hundred … Continue reading