They Talked With Their Hands

My Daddy was a very special person who loved people and he never knew a stranger. When I was a little girl, he took me with him when he would go to visit his brother. I remember how he always cared so much for my Uncle John. He and Daddy were very close and when they...

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What Really Matters

She sat in front of me last Sunday night at church, a little girl… named Morgan. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I didn't know Morgan very well. I was new at this church. She was there with her Grandparents that night because her Mother had been seriously ill for...

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Wilma’s Bag

It was a cold winter’s day when I first met her.   She came into the waiting area of the automotive department at the mall where I was waiting for them to put new tires on our van.   I watched her as she put down a large plastic bag that didn't...

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Pamela R. Blaine

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