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Marge and Glenn

June 16, 1943.  Duluth, Minnesota.  He was almost twenty-two.  She was twenty.  World War II raged in other parts of the world, but for one day, the war was forgotten for this couple.   Glenn was stationed in Duluth after … Continue reading

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This Old House

Our farmhouse was built in 1909.  It was purchased by my husband’s family in 1951.  My husband and his three brothers grew up here and shortly after we were married in 1971 we moved in.   I grew up in … 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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Smiles and Tears

  At the grocery last week, I glanced up from the piles of food moving slowly toward the bagging area.   The old man was standing by the customer service desk, hunched over with baggy faded overalls.  He shuffled slowly … Continue reading

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NaNoBloNoMo

I knew it would happen. When I signed up to the challenge of NaBloPoMo, I already anticipated the end of the month payroll and bookkeeping tasks, Thanksgiving, and a visit from the grandchildren.  Throw in all the cleaning, cooking, Christmas … 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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