Waynedale Leisure & Entertainment

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Mrs. Forrest has always been a compulsive feeder. Before she retired, she was cooking for the Mule Barn truck stop’s customers, and is singularly responsible for about three flabby tons of avoirdupois on this nation’s truck drivers, and may have been marginally responsible, third-hand, for a cardiac event or two.

But now she’s retired, and a widow, and her kids all have kids and are scattered like a covey of quail. Local bachelors of a certain age know if they should just happen to be chatting...

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People from around the world created star quilt blocks to commemorate the lives lost on 9/11.  ~ Photo credit:  Jake Hornbarger

It hardly seems possible 15 years have passed since the 9/11 attacks. The children born that day are now high school freshmen. Just like Pearl Harbor and the JFK assassination most people can recall what they were doing when they heard the news of the attacks.

One person stirred to action following the attacks is mother, quilter and police dispatcher Amy Sue Leasure of Prescott Valley, Arizona. She asked herself, “What can I do? The only thing I know is quilting.”

Using social media Amy puts...

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Okay. I’m going to be honest. I’m not quite sure how to begin this article. It’s not that I’m drawing a blank. I’ve actually thought of several different witty, sarcastic, pleasant, and shocking openers. Oh, the anxiety...literally ...this month’s welcome back to the homeschool universe article is about homeschooling anxiety.

If you are reading this and do NOT homeschool and think you have a clue as to what I’m going to write about – think again. If you are reading this and DO homeschool and...

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I loved cold winter nights when I was a little girl. After the dishes were washed and put away, the zinc water buckets were filled up from the pitcher pump down at the Virginia office building (and I can still hear Mom saying, “Larry, have you brought in the night water?”) we would gather around Daddy for tales of long ago.

Daddy was a master storyteller and had many rich experiences in his past. We would beg for a story of when he went “Out West” and he would settle back in his chair, snuggle...

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I was an offensive guard on our high school football team. We had a good line. We worked hard and practiced hard. Our backs were incredibly talented, but too often, because of their talent, they didn’t practice to their full potential. Often their efforts were only half-hearted. Johnson, our leading receiver, was the worst. He would run out, turn, and pick up just about anything that the quarterback threw at him. He would always pull in the passes, but he was often sloppy. He and I were two...

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Fall weather is trying hard to enter our hills, with a few premature yellowing leaves drifting down from trees that are beginning to look tired and worn. Robed in regal purple, tall ironweed rules the meadows and fields, while wild sunflowers lend their bright yellow flowers in lovely contrast. These common fall flowers seem to relish the hot, humid days we have been experiencing.

Green pokeberries are beginning to turn to their purplish-black color, getting ready for the younger grandchildren...

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