Memorable Dress: A Cinderella Story
~ by Hannah Skipper Ella carefully worked the rusty lock open and gently lifted the lid of a large trunk in the attic. The thrill of magical memories raced through her veins as she pulled…
~ by Hannah Skipper Ella carefully worked the rusty lock open and gently lifted the lid of a large trunk in the attic. The thrill of magical memories raced through her veins as she pulled…
Tracy sat on top of her bed folding papers and placing them into envelopes. Papers filled with statistics on how many American lives had been lost in Vietnam since just the beginning of the year.…
On the morning of March 4th, 1943, I was a twenty-four-year-old sergeant in the United States Army Air Force, serving as a Crew Chief on a B-17. Her name was The Lucky Gal and my…
Sparn felt woefully inadequate for the task—hardly unusual for him, but while previously such feelings had served to stiffen his defensive mask, now he sat at Spock’s table with a sense of humility. Dinner was…
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