Baking Lessons

“Do I have to Mom? It’s so boring!” “Yes, and you will thank me one day.” I shuffled into the kitchen and put on an apron. It was Saturday and Mom wanted me to make cookies. I’d rather be playing with my friends or reading a book, but baking? Man, really? Mom pulled...

Creative Hands

She watched patiently as her daughter attempted to hold the needles in the correct manner. “It doesn’t feel right that way Mom. How about this?” Her youngest daughter held the needles so they were under her fingers not on top like a pencil, as most knitters do. This...

War Brothers

Exhausted, the prisoners shuffled their way back to the one room shack they called “home” in the Japanese prison camp. Inside were five bunk beds lined up against the walls and ten straw mats in the middle of the room. In one corner stood a stove, unused. They were...

Friends That Stick

“Oh Marylou, Marylou,” we heard our Dad say as he looked in the rear-view mirror. We could tell from the panic in his voice something happened. We turned to see our friend’s car and camper crashed in the median between the busy US highways. Instantly, Dad pulled over...

Are we there YET?

The fire spit another ember out on the grass and I watched it slowly fade. The burning logs dropped causing a beautiful display of orange and amber sparks to fly upward. The three of us kids inched closer to catch the warmth of the blazing campfire on a cool evening....

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