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Jun.04.2013
I can’t believe it’s June already. Last year by this time I’d probably caught thirty or forty fish out of the New River. Finally this past Saturday I had the opportunity to spend the day floating down the New. I only snagged five Bass, but one of them was the biggest I’ve ever caught. I know you’re...
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Aug.13.2012
In the late seventies we planned a camping trip with my husband Jerry’s first cousin Alan, and his wife Debbie. We were to meet at the campground at Stone Mountain, in North Carolina. Alan gave Jerry a twenty-dollar bill to help pay for the food we’d buy for the trip. I know. You’re thinking, you...
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May.21.2012
Summer has officially begun at my house. No, it isn’t June 20th. But, it is the day my granddaughter, Emma gets out of school for the summer. I cannot believe another school year is over. And, in only eleven weeks it will all start over again.    When I was a youngster summer vacation...
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May.14.2012
It’s raining, it’s pouring the old man is snoring. Yes, really. I woke this morning to my husband Jerry snoring, and the rain pitter-pattering on my window. What a glorious day to be alive.   I love rain. For me it is God’s way of telling me to slow down, to sit back and listen. Have you ever...