The WWII Chain Letter Gang My father and I were remarkably close. I could never let go of him when he passed. To this day, dad is just about in my every thought. Read More The Adventures of Patience Byrd Way back when I was a kid, my third grade teacher told me I was going to be a writer one day. Read More Poems on my Scratchpad Just like I may have been a writer in third grade, I may be one now; I wasn’t a poet then, and I’m still not a poet now. Read More How I came to Quilt It was a cold winter’s day – no, no, no. That sounds like almost any book, doesn’t it? I’m now going to tell you how it is that I came to quilt. Read More
