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Mrs. Pugh was the mother of a boy in my grade school. The boy was a year older, but my sister and Mrs. Pugh’s daughter were the same age, and were in girl scouts together. We all went to the same church, and that’s where I remember her most. Continue reading “Good-bye again, Mrs. Pugh”

I heard a couple of “testimonies” in the past week. The idea behind a testimony, as I understand it, is to tell of what God has done in your life. Some people do it better than others. Continue reading “Heroes”