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by Adrienne Lindholm   I was 26 when I came to Alaska. For just one summer I wanted to be part of something noble that would help ...

by Louis Gallo                                  Grandma told us that it officially began when he said he wanted a little boy sailor s...

by Jean Venable                         It seems odd that at a terrible time in my life, the person who helped me the most was some...

by Natasha Lvovich   “I looked inside the temple and saw a single monk praying. From his body came several voices…He produced thes...

by Elizabeth Stainton Walker   Years later, sitting in my college physics class, I would learn about Schrödinger’s cat, and my tho...

by Carla Charleston   My North Florida world is about to change.   Dark billowing clouds suspend above the earth—a cold front is ...

by Amanda Forbes Silva I try to cajole myself into thinking that chaperoning the fifth grade's overnight camping trip could be the clo...