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Saturday, March 7, 2026

Grandma Cooked but Grandpa Celebrated

Grandma Cooked…..but Grandpa Celebrated Sara came downstairs that morning to find Grandma just- a -sittin’ and smilin’ There was bangin’ and singin’ and maybe a few words Sara shouldn’t hear comin’ from the kitchen and that brought a smile to Sara’s face, too. Grandpa had a notion to cook. Grandma... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 21, 2026

The Memory Lesson

The Memory Lesson The little girl with bib overalls and long brown braids is sitting on an ottoman at her grandfather's feet. She is holding an old and well-worn book, faded red and embossed in gold. The Big Quiz Book. The little girl is reading questions from the book, haltingly at times because... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 24, 2021

Sheila’s Big Surprise

Sheila’s Big Surprise Sara loved Sheila with all her heart. Sheila was a black Lab. A rescue dog that Dad brought home one night. He told Sara there was a surprise for her in the car. When she opened the door she was greeted by out-sized paws on her chest and wild licks from a pink, ultra-wet tongue... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 1, 2021

Words Hurt

Words Hurt “Oh, my goodness, what is wrong with your eye?" the young woman gasped. Sarah looked at the substitute teacher and then all around to make sure she was talking to her. Third grade had just started and her favorite teacher was out for the day. She had always loved Mrs. Jamison and felt so... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 20, 2020

The Speech and A Redbone Hound

Ju’s Jottings An Appalachian Tale The Speech and a Redbone Hound Sara had never given a speech to a class before. She certainly could talk and wasn’t really shy with people she knew. But, this was the first time she had to stand in front of strangers and say something without stammering and losing... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 13, 2020

Vacation Bible School

Sara was so excited. The posters were going up everywhere. She saw the first one in the little church that Sunday and knew the time was coming soon for so much summer fun. Then she saw the posters in the grocery store up the road. The grocery even took two posters, one for the front window and one... Sign in to see full entry.

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Call Me Irresponsible

Call Me Irresponsible When Sara finds herself in an airport, whether it be a local field or the size of LAX or Atlanta she becomes the frightened 10 year old girl grasping her cousin’s hand and knowing she was going to die. When she boards the plane, being greeted by the smiling stewardess - or... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 2, 2016

I Fell In Love With Ingmar Johansson My grandfather bought a television because I came home from school one day, or many days in fact, with a long face and pleading eyes lamenting that I was the only one in my class who didn't have one, and "Poppy, could we please get one, now!!" Of course that... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 15, 2015

A Halloween Story

Frankie the aging Siamese shivered himself awake. He opened one startling blue eye and then the other, and in the manner of all Siamese since the beginning of time a purr formed deep in his throat fast becoming the yowl he was known for. Somehow it didn't sound as loud this dark night, but his eyes... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 6, 2014

A Halloween Tale

Anna Trudy McGill opened the door to the weathered shack that leaned precariously into the hill at the far back corner of her overgrown acreage near Chesterville. She ignore the creaking of the hinges, although she noticed more resistance to the opening of the solid wooden door and the need to push... Sign in to see full entry.

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