“Sometimes words are not enough

Starry Starry Night

I look forward to my Saturday ART class every week. This class is for “special needs” students which, I have come to believe, is ALL OF US. Shelley, though, never misses a class because we have so much fun together. We paint. We sing. We laugh. Here is Shelley painting…

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Remembering my Dad

I remember my Dad as handsome, creative, steadfast & brave. Not necessarily in that order, but only good memories prevail. My Dad, William Herald Allbritten, born Aug. 3, 1922, (or on the 8th as my Granny declared till she died). So, we celebrated BOTH dates. Born in Sulpher Springs, Tennessee,…

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