What We Pass On…

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The Gift That Keeps on Returning

I have a gift that I just can’t seem to give away. Every time I try to give it to someone I get it returned. I gave it to my Dad the other day and he went and gave it right back. I tried to give it to both my sons and daughter this morning, but they wouldn’t keep it...

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First in the Night

I can still remember that late summer night when I was eleven. I can still remember my Grandmother’s scream that woke me from my sleep. I can still remember my brother grabbing me out of bed and yelling that there was a fire in the house. I can still remember the...

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Through a Wringer

When I was a little boy we used to have an old fashioned wringer washing machine. This was an early type of washing machine in which you had to hand feed the freshly washed clothes through a pair of moving rolling pins to squeeze the extra water out before drying. I...

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Wonderful Wrinkles

I noticed something amusing while I was shaving this morning: the lines in my forehead have quit disappearing all the way. They are easy to see too because the long, thick, wavy hair that used to cover them doesn’t come down that far anymore. It has become trapped...

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