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MOM: The Family Van

Moments of Motherhood

family van 0111 By Nettie H. Francis
I have a New Year’s Resolution: This year we will buy a van. Not just any van – a twelve passenger, all wheel drive, five door, three bench vehicle; in other words, a Family Van. When I called the car dealer and gave him my dream van description, he was incredulous.

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Letter from the Editor

Letter From The Editor

Each December, we celebrate Christmas. American culture has turned this holy day into a circus of commercialism and fluff. For too many, this day is void of deeper meaning.

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Peppermint Sticks

Be Of Good Cheer

candy cane 1210 by Dave Ellis
On June 26, 1948, British planes commenced the Berlin Airlift (Operation Vittles, seriously) to provide much needed supplies to the West Berliners being held hostage behind the Iron Curtain. The Allies flew over two hundred thousand flights in one year to overcome the blockade by the Soviets. This is the same strategy I use to get candy canes into my house each year. Yes, I am the Allies and my wife is the Soviets. Charming, eh?

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Let Earth Receive Her King

General

kissing baby 1210 By Krista Ralston Oakes
Ten days before Christmas, the doctor somberly lowered the boom. I was diagnosed with grade IV cancer, with a typical prognosis measured in months.

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Christmases Past, Christmases Future

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decorating cookies 1210 by Annette Lyon
Some of my happiest Christmas memories from childhood center around the kitchen, namely around making the traditional Finnish sweetbread pulla. The smell of cardamom spice always brings back images and feelings of making pulla with my father—rolling out the dough into long strips and then braiding them together; brushing on egg wash to create a beautiful golden brown top when the bread baked; and finally cutting fresh pulla and savoring every bite.

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