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Last Sunday my husband and I attended an afternoon graveside service at the cemetery where my maternal grandparents are buried. On the way home we detoured to visit my grandparents鈥� homestead where I had spent many a Sunday afternoon as a child.

Last Sunday my husband and I attended an afternoon graveside service at the cemetery where my maternal grandparents are buried. On the way home we detoured to visit my grandparents鈥� homestead where I had spent many a Sunday afternoon as a child.

Last Sunday my husband and I attended an afternoon graveside service at the cemetery where my maternal grandparents are buried. On the way home we detoured to visit my grandparents鈥� homestead where I had spent many a Sunday afternoon as a child.

Flipping through the pages of a photo album brought back a memory of a trip taken in the spring of 1962.

For some undefi ned reason of late I have been thinking about my grandfather and what his take on a modern farm would be.

For some undefi ned reason of late I have been thinking about my grandfather and what his take on a modern farm would be.

For some undefi ned reason of late I have been thinking about my grandfather and what his take on a modern farm would be.

As Christians we all share a common gift that comes to us from God and is meant to console us, unite us and reassure us that this world of suffering and pain will not triumph. That gift is the love of Christ in the Holy Spirit.

Dear editor, When it comes to accidents, it鈥檚 common to think, oh, it will never happen to us. That is what we thought until our six-year-old son, Roan, a member of The War Amps Child Amputee (CHAMP) Program, lost his leg in a lawn mower accident.

Dear editor, When it comes to accidents, it鈥檚 common to think, oh, it will never happen to us. That is what we thought until our six-year-old son, Roan, a member of The War Amps Child Amputee (CHAMP) Program, lost his leg in a lawn mower accident.