Tag: Hometown

It’s Not The Same

It’s all boiled down to one life. Not mine. My life only leaves tiny footprints for future generations. I’m keenly aware of where and how I walk. Words have impact. Mine can cut sharper than a sword. Tonight, I hope they will. Because I’m tired of being told to sit. Shush. Quiet. Just overlook what we don’t like to see.…

Small Business Saturday: What Have We Done?

In elementary school, my father would send my sister and me to Curnutte’s Hardware Store. It was a block and a half from our one story home. Almost 30 years later, I can’t understand why my father would send two little girls to buy parts that were always the wrong parts, but, he did. And Mr. Curnutte would always let…

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