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Grace has brought a blue-topped spiral notebook as well as two big containers—one of markers, one of crayons. She’s drawn a yellow sun in the left corner, and I smile because the prelude was called “Sun of my Soul.” We missed the prelude. “Be sure to put the top back...
Have you ever been scared? Not just a little scared or just said that you were scared to death of something, but really scared. The kind of scared where you're genuinely afraid for your life? I have. I was a young guy, about 17 years old and in my junior year of high...
The deer, they tell us, come right up to the windows. My parents did, after all, build and operate the Deerland Motel. Deer have always been a part of our lives in some form. So we move Mom into the room with the view. I see a doe the next day, hidden way back in the...
Sometimes ordinary moms turns into mama-bears. Just threaten our children and watch us craze. On the upper doorposts of the rooms that hold our family, or that held our family before kids grew up and left, yet still hold one more kid, there are mama-bear tracks....
We sit in a parking lot near the lumber yard while the car shakes with my...
It’s only a one-mile loop, this Dry Marsh Trail. I can handle that, even in...
This interview couldn't have come at a better time for me. I'm experiencing...
She stands on the thin, white carpet, anxiously waiting to salute the judges...
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