Mitzel
By Janet Richards A sauerbraten roast simmers on the stove and the pungent smell of red cabbage and spatzel permeates the air. My Austrian grandma, Mitzel, is up to her elbows in cucumbers and sour cream as she churns the...
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Untitled: Grace Dudley
By Grace Dudley Well, here I am yet again… Sitting , pondering, hoping for answers. So many questions. Not enough answers. Why do these thoughts run through my head? Why can’t I make sense out of life? Out of why people...
Read MoreCreating Your Path: Accepting Your Destiny
By Paula Pitts On January 7th, I turned my moving van into the rental company at the end of a warm day, went to eat at a local place here in Georgetown, and picked my daughter up from our new neighbors. Heading out to...
Read MoreFilm Reel Memories
By Emily Knott I took a photography class during my sophomore year of high school. For each assignment, I borrowed a thirty-five millimeter camera from the school to shoot a reel of black and white film. I couldn’t drive, so...
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By Susan Silver “My mother is a poem I’ll never be able to write, though everything I write is a poem to my mother.” – Sharon Doubiago My fingers moved furiously across the page. Moving with strokes trying to stay...
Read MoreA Different View of Prison
By Bridget Sampson Chatsworth, California, May 12, 2006 “Gotta interview a guy in jail,” my husband says. “Wanna come with me? “ “Jail? Me? I donʼt know, Neal. Well…maybe.” I reread a few of the articles I give my students....
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