Monthly Archives: November 2017

Digging through closets for games and equipment for the church festival her first year as the festival coordinator, Sharon pulled out a cotton candy machine and a bag of mostly unused cotton candy sugar. She had no idea how to … Continue reading →

In 1959 working as a pickler cleaning brass fittings for use in the production of thermostats may not have been the dirtiest job ever, but my husband’s first full time job out of high school definitely left an impression on … Continue reading →

My husband came in from the late summer heat and slumped onto the couch exhausted from a morning of yard work. He began untying his grungy, battle scarred work sneakers. He sat them neatly beside the couch. I could smell … Continue reading →

Debby cannot remember the name of the movie showing when a massive stroke hit her hard. All she recalls is “I was watching a movie and I woke up three days later in the hospital. Everyone says it was a … Continue reading →

I grabbed a lengthy audio book as we left to visit folks in the Northeast and Midwest. Nothing like a good book to while away the miles of Interstate Highway. And William Forstchen definitely wrote a mile burner with his … Continue reading →