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The patience of a Blackberry lily

As Mel and I walked the Polly Ann Trail, Char and Dan Sutherby relaxed in lawn chairs by their home in downtown Leonard. Char waved. “Stop for a visit on your way back,” she hollered. I’d met Char several times during events sponsored by the Friends of the Addison...

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Don’t miss out on free museum opportunity

Since I was a kid, Port Huron has been the first place my family typically heads to for beach time, boat watching and just general relaxing. So I was pleased when a press release landed in my inbox this spring announcing free admission to all Port Huron museum...

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One of the most beautiful places

I first beheld beauty in my mother’s dark eyes. I grew to recognize and trust her voice, smile, and touch. Her scent. She satisfied my hunger, and one remarkable day, she opened her arms and said, “Come to Mommy, Iris. You can do it!” And I did, surrounded by a loving...

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With God in control, we are secure

My sister was always more adventurous than me. For instance, every year, when we were very young, the fair came to town, and we’d ride the kiddie-friendly rides. She loved to ride the “horsies” on the carousel; I was terrified of them and I’m two and a half years...

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The bliss of another birth

Our next-door neighbors built their house the fall and winter we built ours. And they moved into their home the same weekend in February 1989 that we occupied ours. Peggy carried a babe in arms, the third of three girls. About ten years Peggy’s senior, my two teenaged...

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The wallet photo family

Many people like their idea of Jesus Christ but don’t have a relationship with Him. They believe they do, and they are gambling eternity with cards they do not have. 1 John 3:6 (New Living Translation) says, “Anyone who continues to live in him will not sin. But...

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In the good old summertime

“See you in September,” a friend said as our Bible study group parted last week. “What? Only two months left of summer!” I replied. A hot, humid afternoon, I drove to Cook’s Farm Dairy in Ortonville. There, I filled two coolers with 25 containers of my “special order”...

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Lumber made him a millionaire

Henry Stephens was born April 14, 1823 in Dublin, Ireland to Robert L. Stephens and Emily O’Brien ( -1823). His mother probably died from the effects of giving birth to him. When and how he got to America is not known but he probably left Ireland because of the Irish...

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