Chapter 6: Glimpses of Stories from the First High Hill Group

Chapter 6: Glimpses of Stories from the First High Hill Group
Chapter 6: Glimpses of Stories from the First High Hill Group

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  • This May I stepped onto the Camino de Santiago in Spain to complete a solitary pilgrimage of discovery. I was given an opportunity to...
  • On a cold sunny day the year 1944, a child was pulled into the world by an intoxicated Dr. Sweet in the town of Ritzville in the state of...
  • I was born in Lexington, Kentucky, "the heart of the bluegrass" on July 28, 1936... it was, and still is, a beautiful rural setting of...
  • I like the quote from Mary Oliver's poem, "The Summer Day:" Tell me, what is it you plan to do / With your one wild and precious life? I'm...
  • I was born into a beautiful old house, four stories if you counted the full basement and attic, which I did. There were beveled glass...
  • My grandparents, my mother and I lived on 45 acres at the edge of town. Dexter, Maine was a small town with a population of about 5000. Our...
  • (My mom and dad) met at Edison High School in Minneapolis. I think their lockers were near one another. After high school, Dad joined...
  • As I contemplate the 51 years that have elapsed since my arrival on that presumably cool 24th day of November in 1946, I'm reminded that we...

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