Remembering Uncles on Father’s Day Uncle John… I first remember uncle John when he and Aunt Leona already had four children. The other eight were … Read More ›
Category: 1977
Sixty Years Ago or My Early Farm Days Spring brings to memory the creek that rumbled beside the school. ‘Twas named by the early Spaniards … Read More ›
EXTRA! SPECIAL REPORT! EXTRA! Moscow, USSR, (via TP Radio) – Gregorio Gregoriovich, aged 54, a local engineer has a claim to a world’s record not … Read More ›
River…by Cynthia Heise-Swartz My life – a river flowing…Young: roaring water breaking rocks,Torrents ripping a channel,Uniquely mine in design and rhythm,Then – slowly, slowly… slowing. … Read More ›
NOT GallivantingMartin B. Keffer It seems to us the famed Rocky Mountains as seen from Denver appear smaller than on previous trips here – almost … Read More ›
Three poems by Marietta Wooters: Eventide Shadows of the eventideBreak through my little world. My work day is doneUpon the rug I curl. I sit … Read More ›
Hello again, I enjoyed putting together the first Mosaics I could hardly wait to begin the second issue. I hope to make it a monthly … Read More ›
Treasuredby Remelda Gibson Remarkably appealingWith large brown eyes and dark brown hairLittle Kelly continues stealingPraise from people everywhere. Delightfully play-loving;Without a care to trouble him,Clever … Read More ›
SOME YEARS AGO when I had published about 35 Boxwooders on a monthly schedule, the idea arose of stretching the run to 100, and somewhere … Read More ›
NOTE: Material herein was obtained through the Manuscript Bureau of the National Amateur Press Association. STRIKE!by Paul Burns THE TELEPHONE’S JARRING woke us both up. … Read More ›