He was very tall. Had dark hair slicked back. And the handsomest boy I had ever met.
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE Am I allowed to say that I hate my mother? While our relationship has always been pretty rocky (I know I remind her too much of Dad), her latest cruelty has totally shocked me and I just feel that it has killed our...
Entering my senior year of high school my experience with girls was that of a Carthusian monk but without whatever spiritual consolation they enjoy. When I was in ninth grade my previously fair skinned face erupted with volcanoes. One look in the mirror convinced me that only a girl with severe...
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE Dear Diary, it’s official – I’m engaged! We had the most wonderful, romantic, candlelit dinner at the Arkaba Hotel tonight and drove up to Windy Point to look at the city lights. Outside the Nurses Home, sitting in Greg’s mum’s green Morris 1100,...
Joe Land had two wives: sisters Florence and Katherine (Kate) Perdue. The story of how he married his second wife was told to his great grandaughter, Jeri Steele by her grandmother, Ella Land Renfro.
Last night, my husband handed me an envelope that contained a letter I had written to him at Christmas 1995. I was so touched that he had saved it all these years, that I thought I would share it with all of you.My dearest one,We have spent forty eight Christmases together....
My Wedding Day
