A Remembrance

The name may sound similar, as in the outlaw from back in the day, but Jesse Jamison was actually a blacksmith in mid-1800's Indiana. I think I know how Elon, his mother, felt when he enlisted in the 66th Indiana Volunteers. When your child chooses the military way, you live with a mixture of pride …

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Beauty and Grace and Seedless Green Grapes

I perched on the edge of the pool in all my 13 year-old gawkiness... poised to dive head first.  My wet hair and wet suit had long since dried.  I was a wreck. I wanted to jump.  She said I had to jump.  But I just couldn’t jump.  Irrational fear flooded my mind.  Arms and …

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