Ambassador Chapter 7

Nana Hardy lived next door to the graveyard; its stonewall boundary spilled rocks onto her property creating steps to enter the other side. This entrance was too tempting for us to ignore.  Margie, Johnny and I climbed up the steps into a century-old world. The faded white tombstones filled the cemetery in rows.  “Look. How … More Ambassador Chapter 7

Ambassador Chapter 6

Later that evening, we watched, “It’s the great pumpkin Charlie Brown.” Halloween was next week. What a great holiday. Dressing up and going door-to-door and getting candy. It was every kid’s dream. The next day when I arrived in Mrs. Whitlock’s classroom, I noticed a bunch of kids over by Dave. He was making Snoopy … More Ambassador Chapter 6

Buying oil at midnight?

I’ve read this parable a million times, but today, something jumped off the page at me. The Parable of the Wise and Foolish Virgins 25 “Then the kingdom of heaven shall be likened to ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. 2 Now five of them were wise, and five were foolish. 3 Those who were foolish took their … More Buying oil at midnight?

Ambassador Chapter 5

A few days later at school, I noticed that stinky Charles was not in front of me in line. He was absent from school that day. That afternoon, before the buses arrived, Mrs. Whitlock canceled our scheduled ‘boring reading book time’ to talk about Charles. “You may have noticed that Charles is not in school … More Ambassador Chapter 5

Ambassador Chapter 3

I walked towards my fifth grade classroom in 1970-something, where an elderly woman stood in the doorway. She wore an old-fashioned dress which hung almost to her ankles. “What’s your name?” she asked. “Bridget Hardy.” “Are you related to Jim Hardy?” Her pale blue eyes widened behind her cat-eye glasses. “He’s my uncle, but we … More Ambassador Chapter 3

Ambassador Chapter 2

Summer turned into autumn, and the months turned into years.  Margie and I were watching Gigantor cartoons on the large black-and-white television after school. At 5:45 pm, we heard the footsteps at the back entrance. Father was home from work. “I can’t believe that bastard Larry, my boss,” Father’s voice thundered. “What happened?” Mother asked. … More Ambassador Chapter 2

Ambassador Chapter 1

A Novel I was four years old the first time I saw a swastika. As Father unlocked the door of our new house, I noticed a strange symbol embedded in the concrete surface next to the steps. It looked like a twisted cross made out of bricks. “What’s that?” I whispered to Mother. “That’s a … More Ambassador Chapter 1

Why I choose not to get the COVID-19 vaccine

Although President Trump announced “Operation Warp Speed” to distribute vaccines before he left office, I choose not to put an experimental vaccine into my body. The vaccine makers have been totally released from any liability if there is a negative side effect or death occurs from the vaccine. The Pfizer and Moderna vaccines are mRNA. … More Why I choose not to get the COVID-19 vaccine

Poor Whites in the South, before the Civil War

There seems to be a stereotype that ALL white people before the civil war owned slaves and lived like Scarlet O’Hara. This is not true. There were many poor white folks, immigrants, and descendants of criminals from England who populated the Southern United States before the Civil War. President Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, lived … More Poor Whites in the South, before the Civil War

Tick Tock

This scripture popped up today as the “scripture of the day” on my bible app. Time is running out for sure, and eternity’s running in!