Remember When

  • It's time to roll up the hose pipe

    Our first six weeks of school were drawing to a close and a whole lot of stuff was winding down.

    The morning sun was coming up later and there was a slight chill in the air as we walked to school.

    The line of maple trees in Mrs. Bell's yard were painted in hues of red and orange. When school left out in the afternoon, they would gently shed a few brightly colored leaves for us to gather and take home for our mothers to enjoy. Momma always took her gift of autumn leaves and placed them in a tray as a simple welcoming of a new season and sort of a farewell to summer.

  • "War" should be required viewing

    Many of you tell me that you can relate to my experiences as a World War II preteen.

    Friends, that’s all I want to accomplish.