The high school homecoming tradition in our small town is a big deal. I attended four different high schools so when I came here my senior year, I did not have the sense of community that my husband has always had. He has been out of high school a long…
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I married a man who had been keeping house for himself for some time. A few months after we married, I gave away some of his household items that I thought we didn’t need without permission. We had been given many newer items that I thought were more appropriate for…
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Although I live within ten miles of a monument to the lowly opossum, I have rarely had the occasion to see the critter closely until last week. My front palm trees are loaded with rain-swollen fruit that tempts animals from the nearby woods to steal and store for the winter.…
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Watching my nine-year-old grandson irritate his older sister in the car is like a flashback to the sixties for me: the seven-hour rides through the two-lane roads of Georgia and South Carolina; the picking, picking, picking we did to each other…the lack of air conditioning. I liked to read. He…
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The grandchildren had gone home after spending the night, and the house was blissfully quiet. Sunday morning worship had been joyous and uplifting. After serving a huge dinner and finishing dishes, I got a rare Sunday afternoon nap. It could have been a perfect day. Then my husband announced we…
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