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BOB BROWN: “I Remember World War II”

On December 7, 1941, my sister, Edith, eight years my senior, and I were in Gray’s Drug Store, Hampton Boulevard, Norfolk, Virginia, a few miles from the U.S. Naval...

FRED FIRST: Go West At Last, Old Man

Decades of frugality have come abruptly to an end. I have made the choice to...

ROBERT L. MARONIC: Bring Back The War Department

President Franklin D. Roosevelt gave a prescient and heartfelt speech in Chautauqua, New York, on...

FRED FIRST: Changing of the Guard

The theme for the Lenoir Words Writers Group this month is AUTUMN. And since I...

BOB BROWN: The Truth About Lying

Everyone lies! That’s the truth. Most people are relatively honest most of the time. The average...

We Bloom, Like The Tiniest Flower, Then We Move On

I think that I will always define tenderness by those moments. Those moments I watched a wife caress her dying husband, her grief standing silently...

Lessons Learned In Cruising

My husband is convinced a cruise is the perfect way to travel. Everything is paid for in advance, so you can forget about day...

It Runs Deeper Than You Think

Don’t be naïve!  Once you begin to rummage around in your soul you may discover that it runs deeper than you think. Just listen...

The Recipe of the Week from The Happy Chef: Tiny Cream Cheese Biscuits

I taught in the public schools of Danville for 7 years. The principal at my school was one of the most beautiful, pure-hearted...

CLICK, CLICK, CLICK… The Sound of Loyalty and Love

There is a certain rhythm to the early mornings in our home, but none more certain and inviolable as when Sabrina, standing in the...

A Perfect Memory? I’d Probably Just Say No

Lately I’ve been thinking about memory--not because I have new concerns about forgetting to put on my pants or pick up the milk in...