Wisdom Is Always Worth the Lesson
I was four years old in 1969 when Mom decided it was time for me to attend our local …
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When Looks Don’t Count for Much
Remember “the look” from childhood? It could be scary, but it could also be a strong deterrent from getting …
Our Faith, the Victor
Consider the life of a pioneer wife. They rose before the sun, often weary from the last day’s work. …
Strength from the Heel Marks
The local newspapers of the early 20th century were filled with town gossip, wedding announcements, death notices, and stories …
Greed: The Adult-Sized Monster
Remember the monsters of childhood, those dark figures with long, spindly fingers, or the giant, hairy beasts that popped …