It was the late 80s. I was five. Fall was here and the nights were getting shorter. The smell of the air told me hunting season was near. That meant more weekends with two of my favorite people in the entire world. I was blessed with two sets of incredible grandparents, which you have heard
Eighteen years ago, I was a sophomore at Williamsport Area High School. I had not a care in the world. I was high on love with my highschool boyfriend (still am!) and just got my learners permit to drive — life was good. That morning of 9-11 was no different than any other morning. I
Back about 15 years ago, I was a new wife and we just moved into our new home. I was young. 19 years old to be exact. I couldn’t wait to be play the wife roll. Playing “house” was my favorite thing to do when I was little. Cooking food in my cute little 1980’s
Well, we all have different feelings about our kids going back to school. Some are like “peace out kids” while others are not looking forward to that first day. I’ve always loved summer breaks with my son. It was tough when I first sent him off to school. I was a basket case, and I
There was a knock at the door. There stood my Pap with a plastic bag full of veggies. “Hey honey! Now, I’m not going to stay, but I wanted to drop these off to you. I thought you could use them.” He was always bringing me produce. How my Pap, Floyd Liddick, loved to garden.
When I decided to write my own cookbook back in 2013, I figured I’d sell a few hundred. I didn’t even know where to begin on this. It was quite the project. Took me over six months to write, then publish. To get it printed took another few months. I guess I thought that would
