Sure, and it was four years ago that I traveled to the enchanting Emerald Isle, but it was an unforgettable, marvelous place–truly grand. And, since I loved it then and love it now, I’ll reprint what I said about it, shortly after arriving back home from that wonderful place called Ireland. Green fields of every […]
Feb 23, 2018
Making Memories for Tomorrow
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It was shocking to me when Dr. Billy Graham passed away this week. Of course, I knew that he wasn’t well and he was getting up in years and would one day die, but it’s still a shock because he and his crusades had been a fixture in American life since before I was born. […]
Jan 23, 2018
Grandma Blessings Through the Years
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A lot of blessings come along with being a grandma. The biggest blessing is grandchildren–those little guys and gals who remind us of our own children when they were that age. Grandmas have time to listen to what happened at school and they don’t scold when an exuberant grandchild runs through the house. Grandmas admire works of […]
Jan 14, 2018
The Night Stole Softly Down the Hills
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The night stole softly down the hills and wrapped the town in darkness. Daylight fled, going with the sun as it slipped beneath the western horizon. Now, a sense of tranquility and the far away sounds of the forest blotted out the cares of the day. Down in the hollow, an owl hooted. Another answered. […]
Dec 7, 2017
A Day That Will Live in Infamy
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“A day that will live in infamy,” President Roosevelt said. And, indeed, it has and will. A surprise attack by Japanese aircraft against the American Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor triggered the United States’ entrance into World War II. As I watch old film clips and read first-hand accounts, I can imagine the shock of […]
Nov 28, 2017
Out of the Shadows Into the Light
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It’s strange–the things which have no physical substance but which affect our lives. No one would doubt that shadows exist. When the sun shines on an object, that object casts a shadow. We can’t pick up the shadow or smell it or hear it, yet it is there. When I was a very small girl, […]
