The following story was one of my favorites to write. It’s a story, that will take you on a journey, opening a window to my early years, as a child, who was loved deeply by her mother. Then, with the twists and turns that life brings, has her dream come true of having her veryContinue reading “My Special Angel, Lee Brodt”
It is snowing, and I am feeling sentimental about a man who made a big difference in my life. A man who loved dogs, and living in the country. A man who believed in hard work and helping others. A man who endured illnesses throughout his life, and a man with the brownest of brown eyes.Continue reading “SENTIMENTAL SWEET DAD SATURDAY”
You might think this is a story about wooden steps leading from one floor to another, or concrete steps leading outdoors, but to the contrary, it is a story about a tall thin man who fell in love with a beautiful single mother with soft blue eyes and auburn hair. The man’s name was Leartis,Continue reading “There are No Steps Here!”
This is a story about me. It is a story that I have lived with for as far back as I can remember. When I was growing up, we did not have a lot of money. But, we did have a lot of love in our family. I grew up with a wonderful man who becameContinue reading “Yes, I Am A Pollyanna!”
Dear Readers, The three short stories that you are about to read are true. They really happened to me along with a little help from an out of control lawn mower, a can of worms, and a two-year-old sister, who wouldn’t keep her clothes on. I hope you will enjoy them! Continue reading “Laughter For Three”
I was born in 1948 to a beautiful young woman named, Roberta Lorraine Transue. My biological father wanted to marry Mom but it was not meant to be. During that era, having a baby out-of-wedlock was far from acceptable. Although Mom knew the road ahead would be hard, she was not afraid. Mom worked hardContinue reading “My Special Angel, Lee Brodt”
The Enchanting Weeping Willow is a story about a backyard tree that changed my life.
I grew up on a small farm in rural Pennsylvania. Along with a variety of animals, we also had puppies, and from time to time, a few young dogs. It all started with my dad’s deep love for animals of all kinds; especially the four legged ones that barked. It was not uncommon for Dad to bring home a strayContinue reading “Don’t Name the Puppies!”