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An introvert, standing alone, inside a maximum-security prison
I first made a profession of faith when I was quite young, while wandering around the Ozark Empire Fair back in the early ‘80s. However, a decade later, when I was…
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I Am Here
The chicken feet were ordered for me by friends. The dish looked yummy, actually. The feet were fried with a tasty sauce, but nothing could prepare me for the texture of…
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The Best Pitcher He’s Got
“Mom, would you start practicing with me at 5 a.m.? I’ve figured out if I practice an extra two hours every day except for Sunday, in only one year I will…
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Three’s Company
If you would have told me five years ago what my life would look like today, I wouldn’t have believed you. Back in 2018, I was a fresh college grad who…
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The Ring
My husband and I celebrated our 28th wedding anniversary on Oct. 13. In all those years, the one constant has been his wedding ring. It has seen us through making decisions as…
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A Boy Goes to War
I was born in Volga, South Dakota, on May 18, 1946. I was the oldest of seven children. I lived in South Dakota my first years and then relocated to St…
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