By Camille Brooks When I was nine years old, I began cleaning my grandmother’s house. I would go over about once a week after school and do whatever she instructed me to do. The best part was after I was done cleaning, she would invite me into the kitchen to have a root bear float …
When I was a young mother, our oldest son had an elementary school teacher that was brand new and fresh out of college, and still learning the ropes of teaching. When her students misbehaved, she sent pink slips home to the parents. Apparently she gave out a lot of pink slips and this riled some …
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By Camille Brooks One day last week I ran out the door to go for a run and had forgotten to take my face mask. It was 19 degrees and my face soon became icy cold. After about 15 minutes, I turned a corner and was facing east. The sun was just starting to rise …
By Camille Brooks Whenever I think of the story of the good samaritan, I am reminded of a dear neighbor, Bob Boice. He was a happy, cheerful man who was always on the lookout for ways to serve others. His service came to bless us just a few months after we moved form Pennsylvania to …