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“Smashed” Potatoes By Dr. Phillip E. Shirley My sister’s husband was accepted as a new pastoral in Kansas City, Missouri, and my uncle “Wink,” as we called him, and I had agreed to drive a huge, 1948 Ford moving truck from Dallas, Texas, to KC and back.   Barely out...

Home Alone and Scared to Death! Written by Philip E. Shirley One night I stayed at home while Dad and Mom were gone to a meeting.  My sister was on a date and so I was alone for the first time in my life.  On that evening, I turned the radio on very quietly and...

The line to the casket progressed slowly.   At the moment my oldest sister was weeping uncontrollably as she gently caressed the face of our first sibling to pass out of this life into the next.  Lila Faye Shirley/Farmer had succumbed to a stroke that had rendered her...