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March 13, 2018

Simple – A Legacy

Simple stood on the stoop of his shop, wrist resting on the handle of a broom he often used, chin propped on top, watching people walk to or from wherever they were going or had gone. He welcomed the few nods and a seldom, “Simple,” given by those who knew him enough to address him directly. His given name was Simpson, a man who listens, and even though he didn’t know the meaning of his name, he was.
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November 28, 2017

Jump, Act, Do this Christmas

I met my husband Chuck in 1983, just before the holidays. On one of our first dates he wanted to share stories of Christmases past, present and future. A great idea, right? But as soon as he mentioned the word “past” I was out. With a broken family, lost loved ones and unpleasant experiences that can still make me sad, my past was a topic I avoided at all costs. I needed God’s wisdom to soften some of the hardness that gave me a bad outlook.
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Published on November 28, 2017 16:31

November 25, 2017

Book Quote #5

"The simple truth is this folks, God loves you. Just like he loves our friends who ‘gave the green beans’ and those who ‘get the green beans.’ When we say God has no favorites, it doesn’t mean no one gets special attention. Nope. It means everyone gets special attention." Campsite Six - Chapter 23
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Published on November 25, 2017 08:54

November 9, 2017

We Yearn

For over 20 years I hoped for what I didn’t have, you could see it in my easy-to-tear eyes, my hands that quivered so much it was hard to hold a pencil, and finally, in my life choices that led me down a path strikingly similar to that of my mom’s.
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Published on November 09, 2017 06:57

August 3, 2017

Book Quote #4

"He laid on the stone floor of the Enclave, lanky and floppish. So much dead weight even his strongest cohort back on the fields would strain to lift him. He knew nothing of fear or worry until now. And because he had no words or understanding for them, the anxiety they produced in an earthly person was multiplied by his innocence." Campsite Six - Chapter 16
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Published on August 03, 2017 09:03

July 20, 2017

What a Good Marriage Can Do

My family was part of a larger second generation clan that settled in Michigan to work in the auto industry. Dad joined the line while Mom stayed home, cooking his favorite Italian meals. Two boys and two girls later, we moved into a nice suburban city adjoining the factories of Detroit. Heck, we even had a dog.
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Published on July 20, 2017 14:38

May 13, 2017

Book Quote #3

Holly turned to find the brutal voice, locked eyes with him in a horrified gaping stare, then unleashed a slap just as brutal across his young, ignorant face. Norm rushed to catch her mid-faint, then lead her with Sandy to the Station House. Campsite Six - Chapter 55
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Published on May 13, 2017 11:16

Book Quote #2

Rolling like a steely pinball down the slope, Evania bounced off bumpers made of trees and rocks with her eyes glued toward the diminishing horizon. She landed soundly – once exhausted flippers made their last flap to hurl her upward, to the water’s edge. Tilt. Campsite Six - Chapter 28
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Published on May 13, 2017 09:44

Book Quote #1

"He sniffed a ball of aluminum foil smelling of bacon before snorting off to other hunting grounds. As he left, his sharp-clawed paw pressed a footprint in a piece of dusty paper, blown off the picnic table, damp drops dimpling it to the ground. You could still make out the words Evie had written between his ragged tears." - Campsite Six - Chapter 11
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Published on May 13, 2017 09:42