Category Archives: I Remember When… (my OWN stories)

Memories and vignettes, true stories old or recent.

What I Learned at the Writers’ Conference

Inspired by online writing friend Sarah Rexford, who would serve on the faculty, I registered for last month’s Maranatha Christian Writers’ Conference in Norton Shores, Michigan. Part of the appeal was a chance to visit my niece and her husband … Continue reading

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Spare Me the “Eroic” Efforts

Y’all… have you ever committed to doing something you were kind of scared to do, and wanted to get it over with, but had to keep waiting and waiting? Sort of like climbing an endless ladder to jump off a … Continue reading

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Ireland Part 3: Best Ride Day. No, Really!

Thanks for your patience with Parts 1 and 2. At last, I’m done philosophizing and ready to jump into the actual cycling aspect of the, um, cycling tour. Here I am with fellow cyclist Julia and our wonderful Ciclismo Classico … Continue reading

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Ireland Part 2: Greetings!

Last time, I wrote about our cycling tour in Ireland, and how a guy with a guitar and a cute dog helped me adapt to the metric system that’s used there. I’ll get to that whole “bicycle” and “tour” thing … Continue reading

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A Day of Gifts

Hometown. There’s nothing like a visit “home” to pull you back from your current busy life and let you relax with a bit of nostalgia. A day in Palestine earlier in the spring did just that for me. Not only … Continue reading

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Texans On Ice

Tuesday morning, I woke up early and checked the weather on my phone. The temperature read “-0”. In other words, negative zero degrees F. “Negative zero? What does that even mean? Is it, like, colder than regular zero?” What a … Continue reading

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