“They repeated it so much, that it was burned into my soul.”
Category Archives: memories
Finding the Glorious Ones – What my Aunt Lillian taught me
“… when I hung my head in shame …”
Tracing their steps
“… And I marveled…”
A letter to home from my heart – Chicago Part II
“you are loved …”
Words for my Father on Father’s Day
“With the understanding…”
Protected: Church and Ellen’s trail
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Protected: That call when I was lost
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