My hometown recently hosted an author festival. Thirty authors set up their tables, complete with vertical displays, dishes of candy and an assortment of books. After I set up my table, I roamed through the library and visited with the other authors. This library was the modern version of the old Carnegie library where I […]
This blog began as therapy for the Alzheimer’s journey in our family. Then it slowly morphed into more posts about hope. But how did it all begin? What was the impetus for sharing my words in cyberspace? The thief first appeared as a slight blip on the memory screen. A word forgotten, a key chain
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After a recent trip to my hometown, I was struck with the functional differences between the Kansas City metro and Enid, Oklahoma. In my hometown, most businesses close for Easter, Christmas and even Thanksgiving to allow families time together. The majority of signs and billboards carry the graphic of either a cross or an empty
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