Handkerchief Girl Books

Great excitement in Alaska this morning as I headed out to church. I heard on the radio that the new Pope would be announced shortly. I...

In case you are wondering where I am, let me tell you! It is a place where I stopped only for a refueling on my way to China some...

It all started in kindergarten with Mrs. Robinson at the Central School on Champlain Avenue.

Earlier in the week, I waited on a group of teenage girls who were a bowling team. They came to the Olive Garden to celebrate their...

In the morning, if I open the door to to get one thing or another, the crows caw. They are calling for me. They are looking for their...

This is what I experienced at Yuri's Celebration of Life.

My friend from Belarusia sent me a message over the weekend. She was reluctant to tell me the very sad news that her brother had died. ...

How beautiful it is this morning to look out the window and see the fresh falling snow. It falls in slow motion. I put on the Scottish...

"They were not happy campers!"

My teenage son James and his uncle have planted corn this past Spring. Now they have corn for sale on the stand just down the road. This...

Woke up to a brisk minus two degrees Fahrenheit this morning. My husband Jim joked that I had to go to Iceland to get warm. The...

My teenage son has some friends whose families have emigrated from Russia. They are from large Christian families. One fellow's mother...

I did my usual shift at the restaurant attempting to remove all the dirty dishes from my tables. I could not get to all of them. Tyler,...

As a hat aficionado, I have quite a number and variety of hats. I especially love woolen hats and Irish tweed hats. Whenever I travel,...

While driving down Mapledale Road I passed the Curtin's dairy barn. There, right after it, I noticed a fire mid-air in the sky. I...

This summer, my friend Sharon told me how she went to the Sacrament of Confession or Reconciliation, and the priest fell asleep hearing...

Call me old-fashioned, call me traditional, or even call me the late M. Virginia LaPointe Southworth, but my Christmas tree is still up....

Yesterday I was lazy. It was 4 degrees Fahrenheit when I got up. I sat in my robe by the wood stove sipping my coffee. I grabbed my...

I bumped into Krissy Martin at the Post Office this week. She came over to me visibly shaken. She began to express her concern for my...