Wiggly Messes and Tasty Memories All the students in the room wore full aprons to protect their clothing. They needed to because they were a group of wiggly 2 and 3-year-olds in a cooking class. My daughter scheduled the class at the local community center for mygranddaughter and me when she knew I was coming to help her during their …
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Fishing On The Fly I watched with interest as my husband worked on his casting technique with his new fly rod. Fly-fishing has always been an appealing sport because it …
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Be careful what you wish for While on a road trip to Alaska, my photo fantasy was a big black bear standing on his hind legs looking directly into my …
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How Not to Order Mexican Food My husband loves Mexican food. When we lived in south Texas, he worked very hard to learn Spanish. As a hospital chaplain and a …
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Paper Maps Are Better On our way home from the Virginia Beach area, my husband suggested we take the rural route, using the east-west Highway 58.“That’s a good idea, I …
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Laughter I listened as her laughter and my granddaughter’s giggles filled all the space around me. She said she always wanted to feel this kind of joy and see the …
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Happiness is How We Treat Our Families Think for a moment about how we treat our friends. We laugh with them, share good times, listen to them, and always try …
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Children Remember so Much One weekend I traveled to Tennessee to visit our grandchildren without my husband, who could not get off work. Alex, our oldest, and I went to …
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How Sports Teach Young People To Never Give up It was the last 45 seconds of the game when suddenly a teammate passed the ball into her hands. A Chest …
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The Power of Compassion Sympathy looks in and says, “I’m sorry.”Compassion goes in and says, “I’m with you.“Sympathy looks in and says, “I would like to help.”Compassion goes in and says, “I …