His character was as strong as the Rock of Gibraltar. He was stubborn and he could be stern. He didn’t talk an awfully lot but he had a keen sense of humor and liked a good joke. And whatever he said, I knew was the truth. The whole world might be wrong, but not my […]
Jun 14, 2014
The Red, White, and Blue
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Yesterday was special because it was the birthday of my dear daughter-in-law, Dawn. Today is special for two birthdays: the United States Army and the American Flag. Americans have a double reason to celebrate. From the days of our earliest beginnings, America has had a group of courageous men and women willing to stand between […]
May 26, 2014
Saying Thank You
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How can I write about Memorial Day and the importance of honoring those valiant young people (yes, for the most part, they were young) who stood between their beloved homes and freedom? A simple thank you to these courageous men and women seems completely inadequate. If I knew nothing at all about freedom, if I […]
May 25, 2014
The Ones Who Stayed Behind
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Maybe it’s because tomorrow is Memorial Day that a word keeps recurring in my mind this morning: nobility. A dictionary definition of nobility is having high moral standards or ideals or royalty. My own definition of nobility is people who have high moral standards and bedrock beliefs in truth and the courage to stand firm for […]
May 22, 2014
A Moment in Time
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A dear younger relative of mine is interested in family history. I’ve been looking through boxes of papers and pictures to find answers to his questions and I’m running onto things I’ve forgotten. Yesterday, I re-discovered the picture that puzzled my brother Richard and me. The original was on a postcard as were many of the […]
Mar 22, 2014
My Grandfather’s Barn — Etta Bend Devotional
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“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” (Micah 6:8) That verse always reminds me of my grandpa, Levi Latty. I can picture him going to his barn to milk, morning and […]
