Monthly Archives: March 2018

. . .anniversary ramblings. . .

I was 16  . . . going on 17.  “I am going to marry that fella,” I whispered to my friend Rosemary in church the last Sunday in August, 1962. And so I did. How did I know this young … Continue reading

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. . . barefoot . . .

For as long as I  can remember, a  field of  wildflowers beckons  me to toss my shoes  and . . .run. . . or a string of puddles after a heavy rain is a temptation to run through. . . … Continue reading

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