Fawn and Great Grandpa
This story is dedicated to my Grandfather, Robert John Williamson, who passed away December 26, 2000. He was 89 years…
Where good things happen.
This story is dedicated to my Grandfather, Robert John Williamson, who passed away December 26, 2000. He was 89 years…
Walking long the dark highway on Halloween night, was frightening, but because I already knew the road, I continued on.…
“Come on now Willie,” coaxed Gus. “We’ve got to keep moving! We can’t stop now. There’s a snowstorm coming!” Willie,…
“Hee-Haw! Hee-Haw!” came a thundering roar from the other barn. “Fawn, wake up!” exclaimed Spot, sleepily. “What was that awful…
“Jayden,” I heard someone call softly. “Jayden, I want you to come and play with me.” I looked around the…
My daughter, Jayden came home from school and told me that she had a dinosaur in her backpack. She also said…