“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Make some light.” – Kate DiCamillo
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Those Who Do Not Study History will Surely Repeat It
I've heard people say, "I just don't like to study History...it is just a list of meaningless dates, names, and places that have no significance to my life in the 21st century".
You know the song my heart sings; Each stanza you have heard. You always could remind me when I forgot the words. You picked up on the melody, and sang it back in time.
Those Who Tell The Stories
Some of us knew you for a long time Others a little while. Some had enjoyed your company longer across the miles. We all came to Vocal to be just that
Coming of Age in the 1960s
I was a late bloomer Baby boomer. Shy to the point of almost being afraid of my own shadow. The boys in my junior high school classes never flirted with me like they did most of the other girls. One of them, in fact, told me not to worry, I would "fill out" one day. It didn't make me feel any better.
My Dream House
There is a dream I have long cherished, though it has not come true! To have a home of my design to bring my problems to.
Home can be in a two-room house. For nine years, it was for me. Home, where my story began, where my Mother gave birth to me.
Coming Home Again - Part VIII
Dustin sat on the porch swing watching Jenny romping with Scooter in the front yard. "Come on out!”, summoned Jenny. “Scooter has too much energy for me to give him a good contest.”
Coming Home Again - Part VII
Andy Noble was a seasoned farmer who had won prizes in the local fair seven times for 'best in category'. Some of his cows, pigs, and horses who never carried home the #1 Winner's Trophy had taken second or third place.