The Little Princess

By Rosie Moore I grew up with Shirley Temple. I adored her, saw most of her movies, and emulated her as much as possible, all except for the shining curls because my hair was straight as a stick. She was four years older than me, born in California in 1928. She got...

Rose of Sharon

By Ralphine Major It is a fascinating plant to watch.  The beautiful white petals with deep-red markings open up wide in the morning as if to greet a new day.  A bush with only a single Rose of Sharon flower may be covered with blooms by day’s end.  But after they...

Father’s Day Thoughts

By Joe Rector Yesterday was Father’s Day. I spent some time with son Dallas and talked on the phone with daughter Lacey and Josh Fritts, a former student whom my family claimed as one of our own when he was a junior in high school, thirty years ago. Most of the day,...