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Memorial Day and Dad
Memorial Day was always a special event for my family. Early in the morning I would watch my dad, a World War II veteran, leave the house in his American Legion blues with his bugle tucked under his arm. While the rest of the city prepared for the parade and other festivities, Dad and a few others made their faithful rounds. At each of our town's cemeteries, they honored our U.S. servicemen by marking each… Read More
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Mother’s Day Tears
"I love you, Mom." Her thirty-five-year-old daughter's words entered Sara's heart in the midst of a pleasant phone conversation. Then the two returned to the subject they had been discussing. Later, before they hung up, her daughter again uttered those words, and Sara knew her child had turned a life-changing corner. A soft joy spread its light through her heart. In years past, their relationship had gone through hard times. Her daughter entered those teen… Read More
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Feasting on Fresh Bread
In her early married years, my sister Susan and her husband arrived as I removed two hot, crusty loaves of bread from the oven. They had never heard of the easy French bread made in a one-quart casserole dish. Today I smile as I remember how they stood at my stove top, cutting thick slices of fresh bread while devouring an entire loaf! Yes, yeast used to make homemade bread is good, but there is… Read More
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A Prayer Not Forgotten
"Beth, you're going blind." My optometrist's words sank like a stone in my seventeen-year-old heart. He must have caught my utter dismay because he quickly went on. "Don't worry. We may be able to stop, even reverse your condition a little, with something new." The "something new" he referred to were contact lenses. My heart sank further. How could a high school senior afford anything that cost the equivalent of a college semester's tuition? My… Read More