Month: May 2007
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picnic table memories and conversion
Today the picnic season officially begins and we no longer have a picnic table. It’s gone, taken apart, cut into pieces. For the past couple years, the table has existed under a sentence of doom. I pronounced the initial sentence the day I stepped on the end of the bench and the once bolted board…
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Remembering Joe Ellen, war hero
The day Joe Ellen saw his first airplane he told his grandfather, “I will fly in one someday.” His grandfather scoffed at the idea. But, World War II proved Joe Ellen right. He flew many times as a turret gunner with the Naval Air Corps – one of the most dangerous positions. “When he heard…
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classroom sexual abuse
I was checking out this year’s AMY Foundation Award winners. Some thought provoking columns. http://www.amyfound.org/amy_writing_awards/past_winners.html This one ( http://www.wnd.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=49389 ) on classroom sexual abuse had this sentence which struck me: “the scope of the school-sex problem appears to far exceed the clergy-abuse scandal that has recently rocked the Roman Catholic Church.” Few are talking about…
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a weekend well spent
My husband didn’t say a word. Not a word. But he certainly did clear his throat and raise his eyebrows a few times last weekend. I don’t know what his problem was. He knew that besides celebrating our children’s anniversary the purpose of the visit to Indiana was to go shopping. And early in our…
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baby talk
Babies come equipped to cry. They cry when hunger pinches their tummies an hour after their last meal, when their bottom’s wet or a chill hits them. Very quickly, however, with full tummies, dry bottoms and warm clothes, they open their eyes, look around, smile and emit a happy coo. The first coo absolutely enthralled…