AMERICAN LITERATURE ASSIGNMENT….1952 Mary Anne Whitchurch….10th Grade High School… West Branch, Michigan I am intrigued by the names of race horses. My observation has been, the most beautiful names are given to the plain horses while the most beautiful horses get the stupid names. For instance, you will notice such beautiful names as Show Boy, […]
HE WENT TO THE SYNAGOGUE, AS WAS HIS CUSTOM…. When I was a young girl, I was asked to baby sit for my infant nephew one evening while my sister and her husband went out for awhile. The baby had a cold and my sister’s instructions were to give him a spoon full of cough […]
Back to the days of growing family and summers at home. When I wrote this article for the Houghton Lake Resorter weekly newspaper in my home town, it was the early sixties and my kids were 13, 11, and 7. Dad was working at his Ace Hardware 7 days a week and I was a […]
As often happens in life, my future was unknown. I couldn’t have imagined at the age of 50, I would become the owner and operator of Mary Anne’s Hallmark Shoppe.
1964 – It should be of increasing concern to America at large that we are becoming hopelessly addicted to the output of the beckoning television networks. I, for one, have resisted the temptation mightily.
“What this adds up to, then, is this. No more lies, no more pretense. Tell your neighbor the truth. In Christ’s body we are all connected to each other, after all. When you lie to others, you end up lying to yourself.”
I wouldn’t even be telling you this
if it wasn’t that I had recently seen posts on Facebook
who had observed the same event
that I experienced…….
Trying to navigate the unfamiliar left hand turn at a cross section,
I didn’t see the traffic light.
It was blinking red, apparently.
Remembering MARY They appeared just before the service began. He carried a small pillow under his arm. I wondered why. Together they sat in the front pew, listening attentively. One Sunday, as the service ended, Mary’s husband stood to leave. The pillow he had carried under his arm now lay on the church pew where […]