* MEMORIES *

The kitchen brings back memories of long ago when I would visit my grandmother, known as Maggie to most, but Granny to me. She only lived a skip and hop from my home, known to town people as a block or two. I'd walk out the road almost anytime by myself. We lived in a small town that was considered country then and you didn't have to worry about your children being abducted. Upon entering Granny's home, she would immediately ask if you wanted to eat something. She always had a pot of tea sitting on the back burner of her stove and a steaming hot loaf of freshly baked bread on the counter. The aroma would make you think you had just stepped into bread heaven. Granny was the bread baker in our family, making many loaves of bread each week just to share with her family that lived in the same town, on the same road. No store-bought loaf of bread could ever measure up to the baked bread my grandmother made, since it was not only very nutritious, but filled with loads of love. That love flowed over into her everyday life with her loving and caring nature she shared with her family, neighbors, and friends. If you sat at Granny's kitchen table for any length of time, you would eventually be introduced to the ONE who inhabited her vessel, the Lord Jesus Christ. When you walk into someone's kitchen, you want to feel the warmth that fills the house, the kind that makes a house a home. When you walk into my kitchen, you know we have spent many hours around that kitchen table. The chairs bear marks of booster seats for grandchildren, the table is usually without a tablecloth due to visits from little ones, and the floor is almost always cluttered with their toys. The desk is stacked with color books and crayons, story books and such. The cabinets have a variety of things on them and most of it one wouldn't dare to remove, for fear of 'losing' something valuable. We live in our home. It may not meet others specifications, but it is our home and love fills the air. More kisses are given youngsters and received from youngsters in that kitchen than any other room in my house. Love shared is love in bloom.

Are you one that likes to read your morning newspaper while drinking a cup of hot coffee before starting out your day? If so, below is a connection to all the newspapers online, listed by states. You will be able to find any newspaper listed on the web on this site.