The world is not the same as in ‘my day’

By Norma Najacht

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My little 20-month-old grandson and I were swinging on the front porch recently when we heard someone in our road district target shooting. The unexpected sound sent him into my arms. “Up, up, muh, muh,” he said each time a shot was fired in the distance. When an airplane went over our house, that sound […]

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