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’m sort of laughing at myself knowing many of you fictioneers like morbid mysterious stuff. I considered writing about Luke’s jealous nature and the mysterious disappearance of Lucy’s former boyfriend. Ending with “What is that red liquid dropping under that … Continue reading
“Let’s have a “theme date,” Sally suggested. “Give me a word.” “Apricot,” John responded. They set two rules. Each must choose two items or activities which would represent the theme word. Sally smiled because she knew John was making it … Continue reading
I’m having a bit of a laugh about my blog from yesterday. Only my son and his wife even slightly suggested their menu before marriage might have included something besides food. 😀 I guess they knew Mom had something in … Continue reading
The soldier had been on the bus six hours when the girl sat beside him. “Where you going?” he asked. “To college,” she replied. Time was long; they chatted the forty miles to her destination. Driver called, “Unload for twenty … Continue reading
(See part 1, Alas, My Love has Gone) January 20, 1953, I wrote mom a letter. The letter is six pages long. I typed the beginning then changed to handwriting. The reason I changed is as follows: “I quit typing this … Continue reading
How fast the years go by! In 1994 when my mother passed away, I brought home some letters she had kept which were written to her by me in January, 1953. They were dated the 13th, 20th, and 27th, one … Continue reading