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TO MEET SUCH A MAN

I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square.. The food and the company were both especially good that day.

As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I will work for food.' My heart sank.

I brought him to…

 Faith In The 1st Degree



Ron & Jan had been datin' for almost 6 years now & loved each other so very,very much. Jan was longin' for the moment that he would pop the question so they could get on with LiFe. Ron had wanted to ask her to marry him many,many TyMeS but seemin'ly just did not have the courage to do so.



But toNyTe he was goin' through with it no matter what it took. He called the fanciest restaurant…

I was afraid, as a young parent, of losing something. No, I was afraid of losing someone. I was afraid when I would go Christmas shopping that when I turned around my child would be gone, lost is a crowd of faces in the toy section. One time, at ValleyFair, I lost Emily. We had been in the Berenstien Bears’ area, and when we went to leave, she…

Carl was a quiet man. He didn't talk much. He would always greet you with a big smile and a firm handshake. Even after living in our neighborhood for over 50 years, no one could really say they knew him very well. Before his retirement, he took the bus to work each morning. The lone sight of him walking down the street often worried us. He had a…

The Lard Bucket Cowboy