Another school year has drawn to a close. Teachers and students are cleaning out their desks, discarding some things, returning others, and taking home what’s left. I remember those days! But, what is hiding in those small, dark desk corners? In those far-off years of my girlhood, I actually sat at a wooden desk, the kind […]
May 23, 2017
Voices in the Village
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Voices in the Village is a fascinating account of life in a different time, in a different place. This morning, I am pleased and honored to present guest blogger Josephine Montgomery. Josephine was born in England and now lives in Missouri with her husband. She is the author of several books including Fitzgerald Hall, A […]
May 20, 2017
An Angry Sky Over Our Heads
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My brother, niece, and I spent the weekend at our parents’ and grandparents’ home in Oklahoma. My brother, whose home was now Minnesota, longed to hear a good old Oklahoma thunderstorm and be lulled to sleep by the patter of raindrops on the roof. Since rain was in the forecast, I told him this was entirely […]
May 15, 2017
Darcy, Flora, Ned, and Me
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We’ve been together for a good while–Darcy Campbell and Flora Tucker and me. Ned McNeil I’ve known not as long but she has become a good friend too. All three women exist only in my imagination and in the pages of books but, in a way, they are real. Maybe they are real to you too. […]
May 14, 2017
Mom
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I can see her as a little girl, dark hair in braids, running down that dusty road at Etta, hoeing weeds out of the garden, her bonnet dangling down her back, or picking wildflowers for a spring bouquet. She was the middle child in the Latty family, the mischievous one who was always busy but […]
May 9, 2017
Without a Song the Road Would Never Bend
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Without a Song there ain’t no love at all. I love the words and the philosophy. When life is hard, when there seems to be no answer to problems, when nights are unending, we’d have no hope at all without the music of the soul. Hope, no matter how deeply it’s buried, that candle that is small and […]
