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It had been a hard year in our rural community. Lots of older people had passed away, leaving their spouses

Do you think it means I’m growing old When thoughts of winter snow Mean icy streets and frozen toes And

For years I’ve been able to watch the Christmas time of year through the eyes of a retail hardware store

I was dozing on the couch a few days before Christmas, when the scent of warm pine needles and candle

I’d like to climb on the wooden sled with Larry, and let Daddy pull us across the snow to hunt

Old Jasper Blankenship bought a deer license again this year, just as he’s done every year since Eisenhower was President.

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and

Cyrus was an old farmer and had worked hard all of his life. He was independent, but he was getting

Summer was dying; they all agreed. It was evident in the pallor of her early morning fogs, and in the

O, suns, and skies, and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October’s

To look at Herb Collins, you wouldn’t think he was like that. A nicer, kinder guy you never met. But

This story concerns a 92-year-old, petite, proud man who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with his hair

 Donna and I had barely started dating. She played in the orchestra for a musical, so I went almost every

A Christian writing club at the Waynedale Public Library, 2200 Lower Huntington Road meets every month on the fourth Tuesday

The Golden Delicious apples are being picked on farms in Clay County, sending housewives for their cookers, pans and paring

Betty couldn’t believe what Maxine had just whispered in her ear. “Say that again.” Maxine leaned across the arm of

When Florencio Ortiz sent off for that new slicker, everyone in town and out at the ranch knew about it.

September is such an in-between month—not quite summer and not quite fall. It is the tail end of summer, as

My daughter Heather had had a bad day. In fact, the whole week hadn’t been that good. She had started

September sings her plaintive melody as she enters our hills, putting summer to flight and bringing cooler weather. The humming