Waiting
June 15, 2024 by admin
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By Khristy Hullett
Waiting stinks. For all that we counsel our kids to be patient and reel it off as one of the fruits of the spirit, do you actually know any patient people? People who truly don't mind waiting in traffic, waiting at the DPS, waiting in the school line, waiting to check out at Wal-Mart … ? My patience-ometer is kind of schizophrenic. It veers way up and way down with little warning, depending on how tired I am, how hot it is outside, and how much the kids are fighting.
Batten Down the Hatches
June 2, 2024 by admin
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By Jane Thornton
"The British are coming! The British are coming!""Batten down the hatches!""All hands, man your battle stations!"Warnings which echo through the ages. A similar cry rings throughout my household once a month.
Everybody Loves a Treasure
May 22, 2024 by admin
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By Norma Vera
Several years ago, I was going through a divorce. I went to California to visit my older sister for a season. She treated me with so much love; I will never forget her kindness. When I cried myself to sleep at night – she would sit on the floor by my bed and kiss my hand, I could feel her tears run down my fingers.
We Hold These Truths To Be Self Evident
May 10, 2024 by admin
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By Marty Norman
When I think of Independence Day, I think of hot dogs, parades, fireworks, watermelon, and apple pie. Images and memories of days gone by bring a smile to my lips and joy to my heart. Memories of friends and family, bicycle parades, watermelon by the swimming pool, homemade ice-cream in the backyard, fireworks over the lake, lying on a blanket with my kids, awed by the magnificence of a firework display, are memories that I will hold for a lifetime.
I Love America
April 30, 2024 by admin
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By Norma Vera
Like most of you, I love America. My youngest memories of loving my country were developed when I was in elementary school in the early Fifties. Every other week, all the third, fourth and fifth grade classes met at the auditorium for music. It was one of my favorite things to do. We all sat quietly with our classmates and teachers. Every class had their reserved isle. The teacher always sat on the first seat and their class next to them. I remember a lot of order and respect at school and at home. After we were seated we were handed a song book. We waited quietly until a teacher sat at the piano and another one took the microphone, and lead us in song. We would stand to our feet and proudly sing various patriotic and old folk songs that have been sung for many generations.
