Minor, JoyceHighlands Today
When I was a kid growing up in Michigan and Indiana, May 1 was a special day. We called it May Day and it was basically a celebration of spring.
Memories are powerful, especially childhood memories. No matter how old I get, certain childhood memories are so strong they can burst forth as fresh as this morning’s dew, especially when triggered by something s...
When I was a sophomore in high school a disaster happened that changed my life — the roof of our town’s junior high school collapsed. The building had been slated for demolition as soon as a new one could b...
I hate creepy crawlies. I don’t care if it’s an insect or an arachnid, a crustacean or an amphibian. If it buzzes, crawls, slithers or slimes it’s way around, I hate it — period.
When I was a kid, Easter was a time for new clothes and picture hats and, of course, Easter eggs.
Celesta Batterbee woke with a start as her granddaughter came into the room carrying a tray of breakfast food.
Today is my brother’s birthday. I won’t tell you which birthday; that’s not the point. What I will tell you is that he is one wonderful guy and I am the world’s luckiest little sister.