by Kay Etheredge A good man died just before Christmas. His name was Elmer Harris, and I met him once. He was genuine and patient and he took the time to listen to someone who only works at Brother Bryan…
by Kay Etheredge It wasn’t an ordinary Friday. My husband had an eye appointment so I drove myself to work at BBM. As I stepped out of the car and onto the sidewalk out front, I noticed a beautiful yellow…
What would happen if you were offered the same meal someone on the street would eat today?
By Kay Etheredge It is Friday, my one day to work at Brother Bryan. I haven’t been here in two weeks due to visits from two of our children. It was good to come back today, even though I will…
By Kay Etheredge This is really not my story, although I feel like I’m a part of it. I graduated in 1975, a year after my older brother, but going through school with an older brother who was in the…
By Kay Etheredge Every year we hang two ferns on our front porch. Every year the ferns serve as a place for a family of house finches to build their nest. I say family because generations of these same birds…
by Kay Etheredge Our sixteen year old dog, Caesar, is three feet long. Yes, we have measured so we know this to be fact. He also stands about six inches off the ground. Because of his unusual build, when he…
by Kay Etheredge Everyone called him Buddy but I’m not sure that was his real name. I’m not sure I ever knew his real name, even though we had attended the same school for years. There was a little something…
by Kay Etheredge My mom was serious about laundry. In the myriads of memories I have of my mom, she was almost always in the kitchen, at the sewing machine, or doing laundry. What that meant for our family of…
By Kay Etheredge They lived right across the street from a small town Baptist church. The church is picturesque; very typical for the South… white with a steeple and stained glass windows. On a recent Sunday night I watched the people…