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The Wallet (Part One)

A flash of turquoise in the huge pile of rubble. “Stop!”  the young man shouted and waved his arms.  The equipment operator stopped the machine and the young man tiptoed through the pile of brick and stone to the tiny … Continue reading

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Connecting

It was Friday and class was unusually  small, probably because it was a beautiful fall day and some had taken off for the weekend. The water was a little cool, but we all adjusted after warming up with water walking … Continue reading

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The Rhythm of the Swing

I did a double-take this morning when I glanced out my kitchen window and saw a child swinging on our well-worn swing set.  I tiptoed into the family room to see if my 18 year old granddaughter was still sleeping. She … Continue reading

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Take me Back

Take me back to growing up on the farm Where chores were part of daily life and freedom to roam and play was the norm. When Sunday School was never missed and going to school was an adventure. When junior … Continue reading

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Three Thoughts

  In a very late response to the challenge posed by Margo at https://theothersideof55.wordpress.com/ I’m posting my answers (three for each question) to this meme: Three names I answer to: Ruth Grandma Mrs. Crates Three places I’ve called home: Vanlue Ohio … Continue reading

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The Easter Dress

      In the early 1960’s, when I hit the preteen years, Easter became about fashion.  For weeks before Easter, I would search through the Sears and Roebuck catalog to look at the latest fashions.  There was a children’s … Continue reading

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I’ll try Anything

When Ruth turned sixty-five, she noticed some subtle changes.  Time got away from her, energy levels dropped, and her memory wasn’t sharp.  She knew it was part of the aging process, but she didn’t like it. She tried herbal remedies and … Continue reading

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