Flickers of Light
by Kathleen M. Brosius The familiar sound of an owl, shadows flickering on the wall, the touch of the soft...
by Kathleen M. Brosius The familiar sound of an owl, shadows flickering on the wall, the touch of the soft...
Okay, what have I been up to, you ask? "and of course you won't." Just joking. That's a line from...
Everyone is intrigued by ancient Egypt. In 1799 during the Napoleonic crusade, The Rosetta Stone was discovered. This initiated a...
by Kathleen M. Brosius
If you are a baseball fan, and you are a L. A. Dodger fan, you may have watched last night's...
There is more to the Mississippi River than the main channel. Although the channel is wide, fast moving, and beautiful,...
Roxanne with John, Jim, Kathleen, Marlene I grew up riding horses. Just look at me in the above picture. That's...
Another chapter from my deep past. In the early 1930s my dad bought a plot of land just south of...
I was born under a lily pad Ahh, the water lily. Probably my favorite flower. Not far from an old...
Pondo, my dad. I wrote this poem the night before his funeral. One of his last comments was that he...
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