Payge knew she needed the one person who wasnt around any longer very badly.So she sent up a prayer hoping an unbusy angel would answer her request.
As Payge closed her weary blue eyes to sleep her prayer was answered in a
way she least expected it.
This is my way of talking to a mother that I cant sit and have coffee with anymore.

The Mace Girls find a way to stay cool.

This piece tells of the state of mind of the old. Despite their trials and tribulations, they want to live on to see the blossoming of their children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren.

The Mace Girls have a haircut adventure.

A tale of a life lived with love.

This one is a little longer than the norm, but I wanted to let my grandchildren know that they are valued and, of course, loved.

I never forget my paternal grandmother, but every year at this time my thoughts of her are even more poignant than at other times.

Menu liked Pinky because she was the only one in the house who talked politely with her.

100 word story.

My grandmother was a Russian peasant girl when she came to this country at the age of nine in 1906. She possessed no formal education. She married, had three children, eight grandchildren, but did not live to see any great-grandchildren. She died at the age of 80, oldest survival age for anyone of her immediate family up until then. She left a legacy of sayings. Common sense, humor, sensuality and a sense that life is really quite simple.