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 […]
The county fire trucks were blowing their sirens
as they slowly drove along the parade route.
The driver in each truck waved happily to the crowds
as they passed by.