When Dignity Came to Harlan

When Dignity Came to Harlan

Unlike certain other twigs in my family, I’ve always gravitated to family trees, their roots, and stories of ancestors. I wish I’d heard more family tales growing up. It wasn’t till years later that I missed what I never had. So I had to start digging on my own and...
The Girl Who Could Breathe  Underwater

The Girl Who Could Breathe  Underwater

As an author, here’s my “Top 4” list of worst fears—possibly every author’s worst fears: Realizing you accidentally plagiarized and the whole world knows it. Goodbye, career. Discovering another author wrote and published your story idea before you did, even...
Where Grace Appears

Where Grace Appears

Like millions of other readers, the first time I read Little Women, I fell in love—with everybody. Marmee, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy. And of course Theodore Laurence, AKA Laurie (even though we shared the same name; I was Laurie back then). That was 8th grade. However,...
Hosea’s Heart

Hosea’s Heart

One of my favorite allegories is John Bunyan’s The Pilgrim’s Progress, a picture of the Christian’s spiritual journey. (With a protagonist named Christian, too!) At the surface, it’s an adventure tale, but made more meaningful when we grasp the symbolism. ...
Roots of Wood and Stone

Roots of Wood and Stone

Houses have a magical quality, especially if you grew up there. Or your parents or grandparents lived there. Always interested in genealogy, I’ve trekked around southeast Michigan looking up my parents’ and other ancestors’ homes in Stevensville, Sparta, Ionia,...
All That We Carried

All That We Carried

Whenever I go camping, Murphy’s Law goes into effect. Immediately. For example: My first camping trip was in high school at Minnesota’s Boundary Waters with diehard campers, canoeing and traversing portages. It rained 3 solid days in a row—the novelty got me...

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