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Waynedale Leisure & Entertainment

Kick back and relax, you deserve it! All of the stories in this section are unique, original entertainment by our local Waynedale, (Fort Wayne) Indiana columnists, created just especially for you. Our columnists love to hear from their dedicated readers, view our columnist's biographies and e-mail them here.

FOREVER - NEWS FROM THE HILLS

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FOREVER
I learn as the years roll onward
And leave the past behind,
That much I have counted sorrow
But proves our God is kind;
That many a flower I longed for
Had a hidden thorn of pain,
And many a rugged by-path
Led to fields of ripened grain.

The clouds but cover the sunshine,
They cannot banish the sun,
And the earth shines out the brighter
When the weary rain is done.
We must stand in the deepest sorrow
To see the clearest light,
And often from wrong's own darkness
Comes the very strength of right.

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MEMORIAL DAY: A DAY OF REMEMBRANCE - AROUND THE FRAME

Details Barbara Allen’s contemporary poppy quilt is a tribute to those who died fighting for our freedom.

I love a parade and there is no finer one than the Waynedale Memorial Day parade. When I was in junior high my older sister Karen played her flute in the parade as a member of the Elmhurst Marching Band. Now forty-four years later thousands of people still line the streets to show their gratitude to the men and women who served their country and come to the Prairie Grove Cemetery to hear the roll call of the veterans who passed away since the previous Memorial Day and to hear the 21 gun salute...

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IS LAVISH TOILET PAPER HARMING YOUR PLUMBING?

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The average person enjoys a little pampering in their life. When it comes to toilet paper, most consumers want the strongest, softest rolls available. However, the effect these luxurious sheets have on a home's plumbing could be costly in the long run.

"Many homeowners fail to consider their toilet paper as a cause of their clogged toilets," stated Glenn Gallas, Mr. Rooter Plumbing Franchise Consultant and former Mr. Rooter franchise owner and plumber. "But, the softer and stronger a sheet of...

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YOUR LIFE WILL OUTLIVE YOU

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Rifling through old family records I discovered the obituary of my great-grandmother. Her name was Ola Whitfield, a simple woman born in the 19th century, and so much like the other sharecroppers in the Deep South at the time.

She worked hard, was sparsely educated, remained anonymous to the greater world, birthed a farmhouse full of children, and died young. Much too young, from an infection that would likely be cured by a single round of antibiotics today. She lived only 36 years.

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ODE TO SPRING - NEWS FROM THE HILLS

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"Springtime is coming, sweet lonesome little bird, your echo in the woodlands I hear." Spring has finally come in its fullness. The songbirds know it; you can hear them singing at daybreak; a melody full of hope and rejoicing. The song dies away later in the morning when they have to go about their daily business of building nests and feeding their young.

The trees too have heard the siren call of spring as tiny leaves begin to pop out on bare twigs, and apple trees flourish with their pink...

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MILITARY MOMS AND MOTHER’S DAY - AROUND THE FRAME

Details A WW II  souvenir “Mother” pillow and its sentimental poem.

You find them in antique stores and flea markets: the souvenir satin pillows edged with fringe. These pillows addressed to "Mother", "My Wife", "Sweetheart" or "Daughter" followed by a sentimental poem were purchased by enlisted men during WWII to send back home as a token of endearment. The pillow covers often bear the name of a particular military branch or base and the graphics range from hearts and flowers to flags and eagles to tanks and artillery.

This May I celebrate my first Mother's...

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