Though I’ve had many, many lovely Christmases with my family, the best memories are from childhood. Isn’t that the way? I remember Mom standing on the gray and red checkerboard kitchen floor in Nasonville and asking me, “Have you practiced your piece?” My piece for the church Christmas pageant. There in the kitchen, I read … Continue reading Gather Ye Cookies
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Plowing Through
“Um! Um!” said my sister Beck, pointing out the windshield of Greg’s ‘98 Chevy plow truck. I looked where she was pointing. “I don’t think that’s supposed to be there, is it?” She asked, her panic matching mine. There in the middle of the road was a snow bank. We looked at it agog … Continue reading Plowing Through