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Slay a Dragon...

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. British...

The Miracle of Language

Sometime ago, I clipped “The Space In Between: the miracle of language extends from playpen to pulpit” in Woman’s Day Magazine by...

Watching the Ebb and Flood...

Time and tide wait for no man. 14th century author Geoffrey Chaucer On a recent visit home, an adult grandson noticed the tide inching...

Fish Tale

Three young boys, stair step in size, coerced a grandmother and an aunt into taking them fishing recently. The convenient fishing hole is...

A Different Kind of Love Story

In January, I held a friend’s grandbaby who snuggled in my arms and fell fast asleep. For a long time, I watched the sleeping babe, free...

A Voice from the Past...

While my mother was alive, she mailed me a copy of every new recipe she tried and liked. Like a dutiful daughter, I tried those which...

Drawers

Like fire, drawers possess two distinct attributes. They are both a boon to man and a source of possible disaster. On the plus side, just...

Give a Child Paper and Pencil

When the late Doris Buchanan Smith, Brunswick, Georgia, author of 15 juvenile books, was 11 years old, she discovered that people, not...

Choices, Choices, Choices...

Much to my dad’s dismay, Northern Tissue introduced colored toilet paper in 1954. My dad, who owned a small grocery store at the time,...

Putting Up Christmas...

And when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto Him gifts: gold and frankincense and myrrh. Matthew 2:11. It was almost...

Serendipity Dines with Us

There is always another layer of awareness, understanding, and delight to be discovered through synchronistic and serendipitous events....

Macaroni Magic...

A recent AARP Bulletin, in its “Brain Aerobics” column, asks this question: “Food made from flour, water and sometimes eggs, which is...

Giving Thanks...

As we neared the entrance to an out-of-town restaurant, a mother with a baby in arms and a three-year-old Shirley Temple look-alike...

Aloneness is not Solitude...

Remember when our children were very young? When they would cling to our leg as we tried to clean house or cook? When we couldn’t chat on...

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