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Birthdays are special to me.  I like to think of unique ways to celebrate, creating memories to help me mark time and remember the gifts of wisdom, life and time.  Sometimes I get close, like the 14 day cruise for my 50th, 6 months after my birthday.  The gift to myself was memorable, as was […]Read Post ›

Wisdom from my Mothers

        On both sides of my family, I find a long list of women who are strong, courageous and deeply spiritual.  My on-going quest for more information about my family, and the Ancestors now gone, has provide me with the opportunity to engage my relatives – including my grandmother, mother, aunts and cousins. […]Read Post ›

Finding Freeman

Written by Karen Georgia Thompson This past week, I was in Indianapolis and decided to go sightseeing: my kind of sightseeing where life meets history.  I was going to look for John Freeman. Mr. Freeman’s story was compelling, and the invitation from one of the sites I read to “stroll Pennsylvania between 10th and 11th […]Read Post ›

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