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True Stories: written as I remember

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The Undertaker

     Sitting alone at a café in Paducah, Kentucky earlier this spring, James Miller, an attorney in Owensboro was preparing his notes for a type of eulogy he would be offering later that day for a close friend who had recently died. He was struggling to find the ‘right words’ to put on the scrap … Continue reading

House of My Dreams

 An eleven minute video of the house of my dreams A few years before my husband Wayne died in 1991, he asked what sort of house I would like for him to build me. Being 14 years my senior, he was sure that I would outlive him and wanted to leave me the house of … Continue reading

The Power of Love and Forgiveness

Belmont, California is a quaint town just twenty miles south of San Francisco. On January 18th of the year 2005, started out as just another rainless day. The drought situation was on the minds of Ruth Hume’s neighbors, and the main topic of their conversations. She, however, was concerned about the massive amount of blood she saw … Continue reading Continue reading

Adolesense & Attitude

As a 13-year old girl, I started dancing in my room while no one was watching. I was coming out of my tomboy years, more out of necessity than desire; I had developed huge breasts. In Jr-High, I was chosen as cheerleader at the try-outs. It was apparent that I did not get votes for … Continue reading

Born Again

This was just another Saturday morning, much like any other Saturday or so I thought. Isn’t it funny how life can throw you curve balls faster than Sandy Koufax? The phone rang at quarter past nine and my close friend Robin asked me to drive with her on the two and a half hour trek to … Continue reading

Suddenly Sober

Years of heavy drinking had taken their toll on my soul. A few scars here and there appeared on my body, but it was the scars no one could see that brought me to my knees. I pleaded, “God, please help me, I can’t do this anymore!” The next statement revealed the crux of my … Continue reading