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As I type this article I hear the familiar sound of chainsaws in my neighbor’s yard as clean up crews are clearing a giant Evergreen that crashed through their front porch and blocked the access to their home during the windstorm that blew through the area early on Wednesday.
Pastor Geoff’s recent sermon on the Beatitudes (Matthew 5:3-12) sparked a memory moment for me that I will pass along.
This past New Year’s Eve I was sitting on the couch with my 11-year-old daughter watching TV, awaiting the arrival of the new year. It should have been an exciting moment to finally say goodbye to 2020 and welcome 2021.
1927 had been a rough year for Mrs. Lizzie Brown. A widow, raising two small children with help from her older kids Lizzie had her hands full.
An easy, tasty and timesaving recipe for your holiday guests or busy weekday mornings.
I am from a small town tucked into the northwest corner of Ohio. A town, much like many others we all know, where farmland sits at the outer edges of a humble but growing and thriving community.
Back in October of 2019 Lanae Wiater made her dream come true when she opened Creekside Pharmacy in Davenport Washington.
It started with a mule and one man delivering mail up to the Cariboo. The man was Francis Jones Barnard and he started up a stagecoach line that was one of the longest in North America. Only Wells Fargo stages covered more miles.
