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Who Will Advocate For The Children? /Written by Janice Tindle

A man, is driving along on the street where he lives and he notices two neighbor boys playing with a mid- century chair in their driveway. He approaches them and asks where they got it. They tell him that another … Continue reading

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The Chocolate Squirrel /Written by Janice Tindle

It was a warm, sunny Spring day. Easter had come and gone and the neighbors had all put their trash out for pick up. It was not uncommon for the crows to poke through plastic trash bags and this reason, … Continue reading

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The Treasure In The Trailer /Written by Janice Tindle

In a monetary sense, she wasn’t a wealthy woman. She lived in a mobile home in a mobile home park. Not one a fancy one, just an ordinary one, with vintage and new mobile homes living side by side. My … Continue reading

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The Dog That Didn’t Belong To Us /Written by Janice Tindle

My Dad was a tough guy. It least that’s what he wanted you to think. But he had a sweet, gentle side that few ever saw him display. However, I saw him display this side one early morning, when no … Continue reading

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The Pittsburgh Potty   by Janice Tindle

I was watching one of those real estate TV shows, when I first heard the term mentioned. The real estate agent took the couple down to the basement and there it was, just sitting there, in the corner, all alone. … Continue reading

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