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AND THEN AGAIN…………..by Tamara Pettit

……I cringed when I heard the subject of this week’s sermon in Church: the upcoming election.  I am a staunch believer in the separation of Church and State. We are very clear in our Constitution’s First Amendment that there be a separation of Church and State.…

AND THEN AGAIN…………..by Tamara Pettit

……. Grief.  None of us will escape going through it. Grief is different for everyone, and yet it is similar in many ways. I believe the more you know about grief, the better you can handle it. I also believe having the support of those…

AND THEN AGAIN…………….By Tamara Pettit

…..Telephone…..phone……bag phone…….car phone….cell phone and now iphone. Has any instrument gone through such an  evolution while continuing to play  such an integral role in my life?.  Just as there have been many versions of Tamara, there have  been transformations of the phone  that I never…

AND THEN AGAIN…………by Tamara

……..In my Sunday morning meanderings through the national news, I have a thought. The thing about the first thought is takes you to other thoughts and then there you are with a conclusion that makes sense to you, but perhaps no-one else. So here are…

AND THEN AGAIN…….by Tamara Pettit

Happy Birthday, Marsha! ……It’s been seven years since I lost my only sibling. It seems like just yesterday that I sat here with my coffee to write her obituary. I didn’t realize that day, however, how much I had lost. That realization came day after…

AND THEN AGAIN…………….by Tamara

I’m going to do something I have never done before today; write a letter to the President of Walmart about my last (and I mean last because I will never again grace their doors) experience at his store. I’m not naive enough to think it…

AND THEN AGAIN……..by Tamara Pettit

……I couldn’t make the photo I wanted to feature in this article work. The person who took the photo way back in 1946 (my Mom) had my Dad’s head to close to the top and I wanted to make sure I got the little girl…

AND THEN AGAIN……..by Tamara

……We have a mystery dear readers! George Hines brought Shannon a print ad he had found from a newspaper of years ago. It was a “Vote for John D. Herron” ad that was unique. It described what he did and how he did it. I…

HOW DOES HER GARDEN GROW????by Tamara

……..My daughter has become a city farmer? Well, that seems like an oxymoron, but all the years she spent living “out the highway” as we locals say, she never once had a garden. While she enjoyed the veggies of her neighbors’ labor, she never once…