I’ve written about my great grandmother’s beautiful patch of tiger lilies before. I never had the chance to meet her, she was born in England in 1863. But the patch of bright orange lilies that popped up at the end of our family’s farm every June I remember well. I ...

One of the graces of the old south, the live oak, is always green. It has thrived for centuries, the moss dripping from its long branches adding to its charm.  Live oaks are as much a part of Savannah as the huge ships that roll into port everyday, and as ...

‘Give thanks unto the LORD.’ (KJV) This is the call at the beginning of Psalm 107. But it is more than a call, it is the realization by the writer of just WHO the LORD is. He is GOOD! Yet how do we thank Him? When we think about and ...

I often take our small dog for a walk. Because I live on a busy road with no fence he is always on a leash. Bo (the dog’s name) has free will to roam wherever he wants to, but within the limits of the leash. Without the leash he could ...

The following is a true story I interviewed my friend, Lori. The story begins with 68-year-old John Harrison. His heart beat had stopped for 20 minutes. The nurses thought about giving up, right before the monitor showed that his heart started to pump again. After John woke up, he told ...

When I was in middle school, I dreamed of becoming a historian. I was excited just to learn that such a profession existed. While my life took different roads, I am able to write about history today, sharing with others through stories of what happened long ago but should not ...

1946 was a year of Polio in the United States. By August an epidemic was declared, bringing fear to neighborhoods all over the country as state fairs were canceled and public swimming pools were closed. A simple headache brought fear to the heart of the victim, starting a waiting game ...

If I had taken my accounting class more seriously, I would have discovered much sooner that I was actually good at keeping books! Our high school offered many business courses where we learned to type on “old fashioned” typewriters, many of the girls took shorthand classes, and both boys and ...

Children have a unique ability to slow down and notice things. This is why as grown-ups our memories  are stirred by old songs, a fragrance in the air, or a season in time.  Sadly, this childlike way of sensing life fades as we grow up, unless we slow down and ...

As I was writing my final article in my series on the fruits of the Holy Spirit, I was dealing with a medical situation. It was not something that required immediate emergency care, but I wanted to see my doctor as soon as possible and he was booked up for ...