One of the few pictures of me from my college days, stolen from a friend's Facebook photo album.
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So no one should be surprised that I have inherited this very same trait of unpremeditated honesty. In college several girls needed a ride to apply for . . . → Read More: Honesty. I Come By It Honestly.
Look for the beginning of the story in yesterday’s post.
My Mom inherited this very same honesty gene. I’ve never had to wonder what my Mom thinks about things. A couple of months after the birth of one of my babies she came for a visit. During her stay I put on a bright . . . → Read More: Honesty. I Come By It Honestly. Mom Edition
I scaned this photo from the cover of his book, "As I Remember."
Truly I believe honesty is a family trait. I’m not sure how far back it goes, but it goes at least three generations back to my Grandpa Etheridge who was a missionary to Central America. He was known for his . . . → Read More: Honesty. I Come By It Honestly. Grandfather Edition.
Years ago a lady in the church that I attended invited me to a women’s Bible study. I had heard such great things about the study that I could not wait to start. From the beginning, however, I found that it really was not for me. The group was very strict. In fact, . . . → Read More: A Bible Study, Agony, and Conveying My Feelings
My roommate and best friend from college.
One of the jobs I had when I was in college was cleaning houses with my roommate. We had one house in particular that gave us fits. The owners were retired, but the man had been a doctor and the wife a concert pianist. We felt like . . . → Read More: My Adventures as a Cleaning Woman Part 1
I have gotten to see my parents more than usual of late because of two funerals. My grandma passed away in July and my uncle passed away in August. In the midst of our sadness, we still managed to enjoy ourselves.
My mom is known for being frank. When I arrived at Grandma’s funeral, Mom . . . → Read More: Momsense