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With a sheer look of panic on my face, I realized I was slipping off the bar stool. I frantically grabbed the seat while, at the same time, trying to free my 3-inch heels from the middle rung so I wouldn’t fall face forward and possibly break both my kneecaps. I also silently cussed myself for wearing the dress I did – why did I have to wear the straight, slightly sexy, somewhat...

This summer I was clearing out the house where I grew up in order to put it on the market. After 56 years of continuous inhabitation by the Smith family you can guess that it was filled with memorabilia of my past. I found two small stools that I had made in shop in the seventh grade. They weren’t great but I thought they would do as gifts for my small grandchildren. So at my 70th birthday...

I have never seen angels but my husband did. He passed away five years ago. He was a Navajo Indian and I'm an anglo..belagonna in their language. I have lived on and around the Navajo reservation for years. My husband told me of his experience as a young boy before he gave his life to the Lord and he believed they came from God. As a small boy, he was raised by his uncle. He told...

Is it safe? Yes, I said those famous three words. In fact, it happened this morning,...