Good Mothers Don’t Grow on Trees

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May 10, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky on the day after Mother’s Day. Everybody always makes such a big deal out of Mother’s Day. I guess that’s good. Most mothers need a day when they are a big deal. But I don’t much like Mother’s Day. You see, not everybody has a good mother. I didn’t.   …

A Giveaway to Honor Mom

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                     Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever. ~Author Unknown Missing Mom I’m missing my mother today on my first ever Mother’s Day without her. As most of you know, Mom went home to be with the Lord in July last year. She had walked …

Loretta, A Super Prayer Warrior

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Prayer becomes more meaningful as we counsel with the Lord in all of our doings, as we express heartfelt gratitude, and as we pray for others. (David A. Bednar) Do you have a special prayer warrior in your church? One of those people you better not ask to pray for something you want unless you’re really sure you want the …

Lucky Debonair Wins the Derby

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May 3, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky where even though we’re churchgoers who don’t believe in gambling, we watch the Kentucky Derby. Even Aunt Love. I’m not sure, but I think maybe Aunt Love would put a bet down on a horse if she got half a chance. Just in the Derby, mind you. But still, that …

Faith, Courage and Baptism

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Do you remember when you were baptized? Different denominations have different ways of accepting members into their fellowship and different baptism traditions. The church I attended sporadically as a child was a Baptist church so once a person made a profession of faith, baptism followed. I remember going to Sunday school when I was young and to Bible School, but …

The Special Bond of Sisters

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“You can kid the world. But not your sister.” (Charlotte Gray)Did you ever read a quote that carried any more truth? Sisters know us and we know them in a way no one else can.  Tonight, I went back in my blog archives looking for something about my book, Angel Sister. I found plenty of posts. I mention it again in this …

Yum! Banana Croquettes!

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April 25, 1966 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. It’s Monday. A quiet day at school. All the teachers wanted to talk about was finals and that we better study. I do study. Or at least I will before the tests.  Didn’t have much time for studying this weekend. We had a dinner at church Sunday. That meant I …

Prayer – A Matter of Faith

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Prayer is simply talking to God like a friend and should be the easiest thing we do each day. (Joyce Meyer) Prayer – a Matter of Faith Do you believe in prayer? I’d guess that most of you who stop by my blog here do. You’ve probably had plenty of times when your prayers were answered. Sometimes just as you …

Dogwoods – Its Legends and Winters

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I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in. ~George Washington Carver If you are a regular here to my blog or on my Facebook page, you know I enjoy the woods and the fields, the flowers and the trees, and the birds and …

The Legend of the Dogwood

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April 20, 1966 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. I like April. Do you like April? You can count how much more there is of school by weeks instead of months. You can forget about coats most of the time. You can see everything turn green. You can play out in the rain because sometimes it just showers down …