The Missing Valentine

The Missing Valentine

It was 1932. The 4th-grade classroom walls were covered with Valentine’s Day hearts, and intricate snowflakes the children had made decorated the windows. Dorothy (my mother) sat at her desk busily putting the finishing touches on her beautiful Valentine’s Day card....
Super Natural

Super Natural

My son quipped, “I’m not superstitious. I’m just normal-stitious.” I started thinking about that word, “super”. If I’m super cool, that means I’m really cool. If I’m super nice, that means I’m extremely nice, so if we live in a natural world, maybe it isn’t as real as...
Christmas Train

Christmas Train

The gloomy December sky hung low as the prairie waited in anticipation for the first snowfall. Morning recess was normally exciting at this one-room school, but today it was too cold to swing or play marbles or tag, and there wasn’t snow yet to make snow angels or...
The President

The President

The leaves had fallen, the days were growing shorter, and the temperatures began to fall. I was in third grade, and Mrs. Dunlap, the teacher of my one-room school was already working on plans for the Christmas program that would mark the beginning of Christmas...
Empty Saddles

Empty Saddles

Mom had just finished squeezing the juice from the chokecherries, the paraffin wax was melting in the double boiler, and the jars were ready for the syrup and jellies that would grace our table through the winter. She looked out the kitchen window and saw my horse...
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