An Evening Stroll

I’m done putting this off because of school or whatever other reasons I can come up with, namely motivation, so without further ado here it is. Enjoy it in all its brief glory! Also don’t forget to SUBSCRIBE up above to the right somewhere. That’s what good bloggers are supposed to tell you to do … Continue reading

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Chapter 3: A Piece of Peace

Like what I write? Donate Here! The final day of my mission dawned to ominous rain clouds and distant rumbling thunder, and I knew this was the day I would finally see my family again.  All of them (including my 6-months pregnant sister-in-law) had driven to Omaha to spend a couple of weeks going to a … Continue reading

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The Manner of Happiness Part II

By Keith Trottier Photo Credit: Peter Cyngot: 2013 Like what you read? PLEASE donate. These posts take a lot of time, thought and effort to put together. So if you’d like me to keep writing: Click Here to Donate! _____________ Our backyard in North Las Vegas wasn’t large in comparison to our one acre of land … Continue reading

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A Letter to the Editor

I would like to take a moment to call to your attention that at the bottom of each post there is a green bit of text that says: “Click here to donate.” PLEASE donate. If you can just donate a dollar it’d help out so much. Writing these posts takes a lot of time, thought, … Continue reading

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Chapter 1: Arrival

Like what I write? Donate Here! College. The sun shone down on the crisp September scene as I waved goodbye to my parents. It would be a few months before I would see them again. I was in college. I had my own apartment, kiddy corner from the BYU-Idaho stadium. What was I getting myself into? … Continue reading

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The Manner of Happiness Part I

It was another clear day and the sky shone an almost electric blue as the Vegas sun blazed from above in its usual attempt to cook the desert metropolis in which I had grown up. My mother drove our old, bronze Cadillac. The window was down and her curly, platinum blonde hair billowed in the … Continue reading

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Transitions Part II

I walked into my plain, undecorated bedroom after a long day of school and sat on my dinky twin-sized bed. Dylan, my roommate, sat on the edge of his bed and read his scriptures with a serious expression. When I first moved into my bedroom and started to store away things in my closet I … Continue reading

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Transitions Part I

Brina Sherwin was a spunky little girl with thick black hair and deep brown eyes that burned with a contagious happiness. Subtle freckles dotted her sharp nose, and her thin lips were always curved up in a smile. She lived across the street in the mustard yellow house with the big window where the garage … Continue reading

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Eden Part II

It had been two weeks since I had come back to the US from Brazil. I was still living with my father in our musty, museum of a home and was working forty-hour weeks in a shop in Spokane Valley making airplane parts. Now, to give you an accurate picture of where I lived, my … Continue reading

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