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Wish
A writer can find inspiration in anything. As I was taking my walk this morning, I noticed a small piece of paper lying at the edge of the street. I picked it up. Litter, you know. I’ll throw it away when I get home. Then I looked at it. WISH. It looked like it was from a student’s vocabulary worksheet. Inspiration! Why did I happen to find the paper? What did that word say to me? There are…
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Do What You Gotta Do
Nellie Mae stepped back into the cook shack after ringing the big brass bell that hung between two poles at the edge of the back porch. It was a call to breakfast for the men in the peach orchard. Her bare feet scuffed across the wood threshold into the cook shack. She figured she had about fifteen minutes before they appeared in the yard to wash at the pump. They had been hard at work since just…
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The Encounter
Recently I was on my way into one of the mega hospitals in Tucson to visit a sick friend. At the entrance are two sets of sliding glass doors. I was entering the outside set and could see a woman holding an infant carrier coming out through the inside set of doors. I readied my smile and words of congratulations on her little treasure. As she came closer the words died in my mouth and my smile…
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The Storyteller - A Beginning
Once upon a time…
There was a little girlWho had a little curlRight in the middle of her foreheadAnd when she was good, she was very very GoodAnd when she was bad, she was Horrid.
That was a rhyme my mother told me many, many times when I was a child. I believe she meant it to describe me. Of course, I think of myself as a totally sweet, big blue-eyed, curly-headed little girl with a streak of…
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This Old House
My family moved into our home on Burns Avenue in the Riverside District of Wichita Kansas when I was three years old. It was an area between two rivers, the Little Arkansas and the Big Arkansas. The rivers were just a few blocks from us, one to the East and one to the West of our house. To the south, in the fork of the two rivers, is Riverside Park, less than two miles from our house. Our…
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Taking Time for Gratitude
When I wake each day, I spend a few moments thanking God for another day and counting my blessings. Well, not every day. There are those days when I sling shot into the morning with six things to do before breakfast. But then I try to slow down, take a breath, and remember to be thankful. Thankful that I have six things to do and can do them. Also, I’m thankful that as a retiree I have the luxury…
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Time and Perscpective
Today is opening day of the 2024 MLB season and you cannot scrub the smile from my face. Baseball!!! As I watched the MLB Central show (my favorite morning show) I thought about the changes since my dad was alive. An Army Air Force veteran from WWII, he helped vanquish the reviled forces of evil in 1941 to 1944, Germany and Japan. Today one of the most celebrated baseball players of all time –…
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#Aaron Judge#Army Air Force#ballet#baseball#Blue Jays#Bo Bichette#bullfight#Cardinals#Dodgers#Freddie Freeman#Gerrit Cole#Jackie Robinson#Jose Altuve#Lou Gehrig#Mookie Betts#Nolan Arenado#Paul Goldschmidt#Shohei Ohtani#The Babe#Yankees
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The Strangest Job I Ever Had
What was the strangest job you ever had?
In 1965 I became a gas station hostess. My husband signed with the Detroit Tigers Baseball Company in 1963. This was his second season with the Tigers. The previous year he played on minor league teams, the Lakeland Tigers (Lakeland FL) in the Florida State League and then the Cocoa Tigers (Cocoa FL) in the Rookie League. He was assigned to the Syracuse…
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Le Mot Juste
Writers are always in search of the right word, le mot juste. Words are two dimensional objects, flat symbols on a page, that writers use to express thought. A writer selects words that make a scene leap up from the page and come alive, three-dimensionally, in the mind of a reader or listener; words that create a character the reader can relate to; words that elicit an emotional response to make…
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Home
Last week our writing group had a discussion about place. Where do you consider your home?
I identify as a Kansan even though I haven’t lived there for over sixty-five years. It still feels like home. I have family in several towns across the state from Missouri to Colorado. Whenever I am in Kansas, I am home. I grew up with a large extended family around. Some were city folks, some farm folks.…
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#Colorado#desert#Estes Park#Kansas#monsoon#mountains#Rocky Mountains#Santa Catalinas#Seattle#Sonoran desert#Tucson
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Age Appropriate
It has been said to me several times in the last year, “Wow, publishing your first book at the age of seventy-seven. That’s a big deal.” I beg to differ. My age has nothing to do with writing other than I hope I have improved over the years. It’s as if my life culminated in this book. No, it hasn’t. If truth be told I have written enough over the years to compile as many volumes as the…
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Goshen Children's Care and School near Kampala
My brother is organizing a fundraiser for this school in Uganda. Please donate if you can. He and his wife are planning a trip in the near future to visit the school and I hope to get some of the stories of the children he meets. This go fund me was posted a few days ago.
https://gofund.me/61f3607a
Please Help…before The Goshen Children’s Care and School is closed down…maybe forever!
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At the Diner
We had lunch at a local diner, one sunny February afternoon. We frequent that diner because it is nearby, has very friendly staff, homestyle cooking, generous portions, and reasonable prices. The diner is open daily for breakfast and lunch. The décor is Midwest farm kitchen. There are pictures and photographs throughout of farm life, fields, and animals. There is a plethora of chicken and…
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Haiku Month
February is National Haiku Month. There is a month for everything, I guess. I’ve never been much for writing haikus. I was intimidated by the 5—7 – 5 restriction: three lines – the first with five syllables then seven and finally five in the last line. I didn’t tackle them. Our Writers’ Forum has a haiku contest each year. We have some natural haiku artists. Haikus spill from their brains…
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Our Town
On November 5th we hosted a pot-luck Texas Hold ‘Em poker party for a group of long-time friends. We ate outside on the back patio then went in for the card game. Our poker parties go back many many years. As couples, we used to meet regularly. When covid hit the parties became sporadic but we still met on occasion. In total, there are seventeen of us. Not everyone makes every party, but we try.…
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