Remember those crushed pink roses, and picking rose hips to be dried for tea? Those were long drives out of town on weekends — sometimes twice a month, and if a whole month went by, Dad would feel remiss. We never knew why Mom didn’t come along, though it was always clear that the Cook…
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If you go to Raymond in Pacific County, and drive out of town east on old Mill Road, keep going for about five miles on the dirt and gravel and you’ll cross a bridge. At a rise on the right, cast your eye out into that open field, and if it’s springtime, you’ll see some…
The train pulled out of the station, spewing smoke to the gray sky. Edith sat, somewhat nervously, with picnic basket and bags around her feet, not yet put away to overhead storage. Her brother had been late from the newsroom, dropping by the house to help her to the station with the things she was…
Do you ever get stuck on a project and pick up a path heading in a different direction for little reason aside from some wild idea that you know makes little sense? Ralph Forster was the name of a captain of a Ship HERO which brought a lot of Amish and Mennonites to America in…