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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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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.  I seldom got the … Continue reading

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Warnings from my mom

My Mom was the queen of warnings…. she really believed my brother and I would not survive past childhood.  And it would be all her fault for not warning us of all the dangers.  Here are just a few of … Continue reading

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Homecoming

It was raining the night we brought her home. Heavy downpours emerged from the slow and steady drizzle.   She slept soundly in the back seat, even though I ached to hold her in my arms.  Her face was calm … Continue reading

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Longing

Joanna was bored.  Stuck inside a third floor efficiency, she longed to be outside where the air was fresh and crisp.  Inside, Grandfather smoked his pipe, Grandmother slept upright in her chair, and with her nose glued to the grimy … Continue reading

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Riding my Bike

She was waiting for me at the end of the sidewalk with her hands on her hips. “You may as well put that bicycle in the garage for the next two weeks. You could have been killed.  Lucky for you … Continue reading

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Old School

It was not a remarkable building.  It was like other school buildings that were built in the 30’s and 40’s; lots of red bricks and tall windows, dimly lit wide hallways, institutional colors of paint on the walls, tile floors. … Continue reading

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Coming Home

The colorless cold courtyard contrasted with the warmth inside the tiny apartment.  Every detail had been checked off the list.   The warm hue of the plates, the aroma of casseroles and baking bread, glowing golden candles flickering in the entryway, … Continue reading

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Mary Lou

When I was 9 years old a remarkable woman came into my life.   She  was the mother of someone I would eventually become best friends with for more than 50 years.   I had been invited to my friend’s … Continue reading

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