Heartwarming Stories

So, The Thing Is... I&#39m Feeling A Little Guilty

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So, the thing is… I am feeling a little guilty. I know, I know, what’s new? I’m like the travel agent for guilt trips. Right now I’m feeling a little guilty because I am so madly in love with my li...

Whispers in the Wind: The Legend of Bonnie Sue

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On any given day at MCAS Cherry Point, the wind is alive with the roar of jet engines. It is the sound, as proudly proclaimed by the air station welcome sign, of freedom. The stories of those who hav...

How To Tell That You&#39re Getting Old

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This week I celebrate another birthday, which brings me to that auspicious milestone where I am right between 52 and 54. A person only comes to this stage of life once, so I am going to make the most...

Wintergreen

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From the book: Christmas In Dairyland (True Stories From a Wisconsin Farm) http://ruralroute2.com As we drove along the dirt road north of our farm one Sunday afternoon, the color of the sky reminde...

The Spirit of Father&#39s Day

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Some time ago I received a gift from both of my children. It was spontaneous and had nothing to do with Father’s day. Yet, at the same time it had everything to do with Father’s day. My son, Kai, - h...

How Two Quarrelling Kids Helped Invent the Better Behavior Wheel

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When David was nine and Laura was twelve, the battles started. Prior to that, they got along great. Laura was always protective of her little brother, and he in turn, doted on her. Perhaps it ...

A Military Wife's Heartache: Semper Fidelis

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The air was crisp that bright autumn day, not unlike the uniforms of the hundreds of Marines who had gathered to mark the passage of a sacred occasion. A sea of faces filled the outdoor stadium under...

Indian Summer

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It was a warm, sunny October afternoon one day when I was a kid, and as I walked up the hill of our driveway after getting off the school bus at our Wisconsin dairy farm, I wondered how many more nic...

Shoes Gone Astray

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Dorothy lost hers. I forgot mine. My wife broke hers. I speak of shoes, of course. So why are we all smiling? Dorothy is that sweet little girl who broke in that bustin' bronco of a tornado, land...

Confessions of a Retread Wife

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My name is Barbara and I am a proud Marine Corps wife. I am the granddaughter of a Korean War Veteran and the daughter of a military brat. Long before meeting my Marine Corps husband I had gypsy fe...