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Grilled Pork Kebabs with Honey BBQ Sauce

Grilled Pork Kebabs with Honey BBQ Sauce

Kansas City is known for it’s BBQ. Try this one on to see how it fits your taste buds. 2 tsp. granulated garlic 2 tsp. paprika 2 Tsp. granulated onion 1/2 tsp red pepper flakes 1/2 cup ketchup 1/4 cup soy sauce 1 Tbsp. fresh ginger root, finely chopped 2 Tbsp. sesame oil 3 Tbsp. honey whiskey 3 Tbsp. dark brown sugar 1 1/2-2 lbs. country-style pork ribs, cut into 1 1/2 inch cubes. Combine spices, red pepper flakes, ketchup,…

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Life in Oregon in WW II

Life in Oregon in WW II

We became a family again when Mom and I took a train from Kansas City to Albany, Oregon. We started out in a car with a couple of other Army wives, but suffered a blowout near Wichita. With no ration stamps for tires we had to return home and wait for train tickets. Dad was stationed at Camp Adair near Albany. We were able to stay in various apartments in the region in 1943 and into 1944 until Dad received…

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How to Pray Scripture

How to Pray Scripture

  On the National Day of Prayer in the first part of May, as I drove I heard someone on the radio praying for the nation from II Chronicles 7:14 which says, “If My people who are called by My name will humble themselves and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven, forgive their sin, and heal their land.” As I drove, I quoted the scripture with the speaker and was…

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Copycat Chick-fil-A Power Salad

Copycat Chick-fil-A Power Salad

Copycat Chick-fil-A Power Salad   Maple-cider Vinaigrette   1/3 cup cider vinegar 1 green onion, trimmed about 1 inch on top and the hairy root end of the bottom 1 teaspoon Creole or mild coarse grain mustard 1 teaspoon kosher salt 1 few cracks of fresh black pepper 2/3 cup real maple syrup ½ cup extra virgin olive oil   Salad 4 cups broccoli broken into small pieces 8-10 cups (about 8 ounces) kale, massaged 6 ounces tart dry cherries…

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Life in 1950

Life in 1950

  Third grade found me in Mrs. Everhart’s class at Central Grade School. (I’m the first on the left in the middle row.) We skipped rope on the narrow sidewalks and played jacks at the bottom of this staircase at recess. At the end of sixth grade, this school became the junior high so I went to this school for nine years. As I look over these dear faces, I see many are gone. Others, I wonder about their lives now…

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Life in 1950

Life in 1950

Third grade found me in Mrs. Everhart’s class at Central Grade School. (I’m the first on the left in the middle row.) We skipped rope on the narrow sidewalks and played jacks at the bottom of this staircase at recess. At the end of sixth grade, this school became the junior high so I went to this school for nine years. As I look over these dear faces, I see many are gone. Others, I wonder about their lives now almost…

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Unforgiveness

Unforgiveness

In Matthew chapter 18:21-35, Jesus speaks of the necessity of forgiveness. In essence, He says if we don’t forgive those who have wronged us, we will be handed over to the torturers (verse 34) in the New American Standard Version. In the King James Version, they used the word jailers instead of torturers. In the Greek according to BlueLetterBible.org that word means: “one who elicits the truth by the use of the rack, an inquisitor, torturer also used of a jailer doubtless…

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The Impossible Quiche

The Impossible Quiche

Do you like quiche, but don’t like to have to mix and roll out dough? Here’s a quick and easy recipe that makes it’s own crust. The Impossible Quiche 12 slices bacon, crisp fried and crumbled 1 cup shredded swiss cheese (or cheddar if you prefer) ½ teaspoon chopped thyme (optional) 1/3 cup finely chopped onion Sprinkle over the bottom of a lightly greased 9-10 inch pie plate   Blend together these next ingredients (below) in a high-speed blender. Pour…

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One Stop in WW II

One Stop in WW II

The last stop in our journeys to follow my dad in the States during WW II was in Waynesville, MO. He was stationed at Fort Leonard Wood before the Army shipped the 70th Division to France. By then I was twenty months old and had already lived in Kansas, Oregon, and Missouri. My folks called this place “El Rancho.” We lived here with other couples because there was such a shortage of housing. Soon after this picture, Dad left to…

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A Look Back

A Look Back

  Forty-three years ago today, I recorded in my journal, “Lord, what do you want me to do with these poems I’ve begun to write these past two years?” I had 373 poems typed, and in a box. The box was beginning to overflow. Jesus’ admonition about hiding your light under a bushel had been heavy on my mind for several days. Searching in the yellow pages under “publishers” brought me to the Nazarene Publishing House in Kansas City. I knew…

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