The Manifesto, so to speak
When I was a kid, I spent most of my time in the nineteenth century. It all started with the Little House books. My grandmother read them to me, and they became my very first chapter books that I...
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Last week, mom brought another box of stuff to my house for me to go through. It is truly remarkable what all she hung on to (and a lot of it is now in the recycle bin). But I did find a few things...
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Earlier this year, the Girl Scouts decided to completely redo their badges and patches. Now, I haven’t been a Girl Scout in a few years, but we’ve offered Girl Scout workshops at the museum for years....
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Now that the hustle and bustle of Christmas is past (and I look forward to lots of lazy yet productive days at home), I’ve started doing my annual sorting and cleaning throughout the house. And...
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In anticipation of a solitary road trip, I headed to the library for an audio book. Dead End in Norvelt by Jack Gantos caught my eye, in part due to these lines in the description: “melding the...
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