Writing Life Stories

Today is Monday. I had a busy weekend. That is good. On Saturday, Nadine, a former student and dear friend of mine, drove down and picked me...

https://www.glendacouncilbeall.com/2023/06/you-cant-change-direction-of-wind-but.html I often see events advertised here in Clay Co...

I have been working on ways to improve my blogs and website this past week. I have changed my website, www.glendacouncilbeall.com and I lik...

Twenty-five years ago, Memorial Day, 1995, Barry and I moved away from our dream home in Albany, Georgia and settled into the house where I ...

Winter with sunshine and a visit with old friends. In 1990, I took a part-time job with the district manager of State Farm Insuran...

Down to the Soft Grass   At the top of Windy Gap we spread our lunch of cream cheese and crackers we’d bought at a little general s...

Last weekend strangers entered my garage and carried away bits and pieces of my life with Barry, husband for forty-five years. Gol...

John C. Campbell Folk School - a peaceful place to write and enjoy the view A Sand Crane? I found this fellow in Palmetto Florida a...

It is Christmas Eve, almost Christmas Day, 2013. I am spending the holidays with loved ones, and I hope each of you have warm and peace...

This weekend my sister, Gay, and I worked together on our family and friends reunion set for May 11-12. This Gathering is for the descendant...

As we try to meet deadlines and keep appointments in our daily lives, we now are told not to forget to maintain our prominence in Social Me...

Don B. reads about a memory of a nun who taught penmanship and the girl who was called to the board to practice her ovals and lines. Seated ...

A joint birthday party was planned for me and our good friend Dick today. But, as you can see, I ended up with the cake and Dick was at home...