A collection of stories, fun, and encouragement. It is the Sabbath for some where we are to take a day of rest, remember this day, and keep it holy. Family leads me to tradition. Where would we be without tradition? Honoring old promises a legacy. Creating new adds diversity and is necessary in our dynamic world of go go go.

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When I was born, we lived in the really tiny town of Portage Des Sioux, Missouri. The town sits near the spot where the Missouri and Mississippi Rivers converge. My maternal grandparents lived there too and I spent a lot of time at their house. That is where my favorite childhood memories are from. Every Sunday she made fried chicken and homemade macaroni and cheese. Oh my God, it was so good! There was also one particular .