Wide Open Spaces

A shiver ran up my spine, Mama’s voice in my head, don’t count the crows, baby. You know why they’re called a murder. Don’t tempt fate. Let them tell it to the devil. 

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Josephine’s Diary

Millie is my best friend and I can’t think of anyone else I would rather spend my time with. Mother thinks it’s unnatural the amount of time we spend together but I am just not interested in Jeremiah or any other boy for that matter.

Fire Trucks are for Boys

This was the first time I realized that boys could do things that girls were not allowed to do and it was so not fair. My mom agreed and so her and my maternal Grandfather went out and bought me a tricycle

Every Face Tells A Story

She held the collage in her hand focusing her gaze on 23. What a pretty face 23 had. Checking her notes she saw that 23 had her photo taken in Middlesex in 1922. She called Jacques…

Coal Camp Stranger

Mr. Anders had seen a family tossed out by hired men just hours after the father had been killed in a mine explosion. A woman heavy with child and four little children with nowhere to go tossed out like garbage. He could still hear her crying and screaming in Italian not understanding what was happening.

Bashful Smile

Could this child be a relative, maybe a distant cousin with those blonde eyelashes like mine and that nose that looks like my son’s?  I don’t recollect any family in the Scott’s Run area but sometimes families traveled when a mine closed.