My mother had disciplined (this poor little angel) me for the umpteenth time in my life, this time once again sending me to the corner...

Sharing the view.

Meeting a very sweet 12-year-old named Chris, who lived across the street from one of my friends home, whenever she was outside she would...

My wife was making funeral arrangements for one of our deceased parents at the local funeral home. Fortunately, the representative had a...

The behind-the-scenes story of “We were so poor" began when we were newlyweds, we were continually seeking ways to better understand each...