Enjoyment

In a small town nestled amidst rolling hills, there stood a charming little church called St. Mary’s. It was a place of solace, where the townsfolk gathered every Sunday to find comfort, share stories, and connect with their faith. Inside St. Mary’s, a group of dedicated volunteers worked tirelessly to …

1. Save all bacon grease. You will be instructed later how to use it. 2. If you do run your car into a ditch, don’t panic. Four men in the cab of a four wheel drive with a 12-pack of beer and a tow chain will be along shortly. Don’t …

— By Kathy Anne Pippig (Harris) I live in a shelter, alone in a cageWith food, and a towel on which to sleepI’m small, with spiky fur, and of kitten ageFolks come here looking for a friend to keepSome days others and myself are taken to a homeA place where …

— By Jon Gordon I found one of the keys to life on a golf course. Golf course, you might wonder? How could a game that makes grown men cry like babies and throw their clubs like toddlers hold the key to anything but frustration and pain? It’s simple really. …

By Mac AndersonFounder, Simple Truths Not long ago I was on a Southwest Airlines flight when a flight attendant announced, “We have a very special person on board today. He’s 99 years old, he’s celebrating his birthday, and this is the first time he’s ever flown!” As you can imagine …

— Author unknown While watching a little TV on Sunday instead of going to church, I watched a church in Atlanta honoring one of its senior pastors who had been retired many years. He was 92 at that time and I wondered why the church even bothered to ask the …

One day a woman’s husband suddenly died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn’t “anymore.” No more hugs, no more holding hands, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone …

— By Ridgely Goldsborough I stepped into my hotel room to a pleasant surprise. Lots of room surrounded an inviting king-size bed, flanked by overstuffed armchairs that rested against sliding glass doors that opened onto a private patio. A small dining table sat next to a kitchenette with a separate …

— By Ridgely Goldsborough My Dad’s seeing-eye dog, a golden retriever named Nashua, draws a lot of attention. People flock to pet him, kneel down and mumble dog talk. Each time, my Dad gently yet firmly asks them to step back. Nashua doesn’t play when he works. When in harness, …

This is something we should all read at least once a week. Be sure you read it to the end.  —  By Regina Brett, 90 years old. Former Writer with The Plain Dealer in Cleveland, Ohio.  “To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It …