Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Trip from Newcomb to Long Lake by Christine Keller and daughters

(In this excerpt, David Keller had to send his wife and girls alone through the woods from Rich Lake in Newcomb to Landing Bayin Long Lake (almost across from Round Island). The wagon wheel had broken and David and his son David Jr. had to stay and fix it. Abram Rice was to meet them at Landing Bay in a boat. David sent them ahead so Abram would not leave. The girls were scared and Christine is assuring them that they will be fine even though she too is scared.)

“No need to be afraid,” Christine chided, as she put her arm around, Sarah, her oldest daughter. “Come on, girls; let’s see if we can name the birds as we go along.”
 With that, the troupe began their descent down the rutted trail. Approximately two miles down the path, Christine heard rustling in the bushes. She stopped. It stopped. She tightened her grip on the rifle and moved the children along at a quicker pace. “Come along, girls, we must get there before dark.” As the afternoon waned, Christine continued to hear movement in the underbrush. It came as soon as they crested a large hill-- a low guttural growl emanating from the left side of the woods within a few feet of Maryann. The girls all screamed at once, crying and yelling, “Momma, what is it?” Christine knew what it was. David had told her about the panthers in this area. Root, their hometown, was populated, and she had never heard nor seen a panther though she had shot wolves that attacked their sheep. Sarah knew the growl of the wolf. This was higher pitched and it frightened her to realize that it was tracking them. So far, it had not revealed itself, but she knew it could at any moment.

Friday, December 7, 2012

The First Christmas

And, lo, a star rose high in the sky
and the little boy poked sadly
down the dirt path leading to the
manager where the Savior lay.
Shepherds passed by with lambs,
and mirth.Merchants marched with
bags of gold and children came
bearing gifts of bread and fruit.
But, alas, the little boy
had nothing to give.
He thought, oh glory to see him, but I have
nothing but my old drums and sticks. He
was so distraught that he began to play his little
drum to sooth his heart as he sat in the
pasture watching the gifts unfolding before the king.
When all offerings were laid out, the little boy pulled
himself up and began to walk away.
 "Son, please, do not go. Come see the Christ child."
"But I have no gift,"the boy uttered, filled with shame.
"Oh, yes, yes you do, said Joseph, please
play your drums for my son."
And so the boy knelt before the babe
and played his drums as he had never played before,
And the shepherds, camels and wisemen listened
 in awe as his glorious music filled the sacred night. 
And, lo, a star gleamed high in the sky as the
Christ child heard the greatest gift of all--
God's gift to Jesus through the music of
a humble little boy's with heart.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Episode on Watch Rock

William Tait painting
Finally, spring dawned, the snow cleared and the lake was once again full with pine bark and dug out canoes. Men, women, and children ventured out of their cabins to catch fresh trout. Spring flew into June and David Keller Jr and William Knowlton, a boy whose family had arrived the previous fall, were playing along the lake shore on a massive rock near the Keller property. William was chasing David around the rock, a dangerous but exciting game, daring one another to move closer to the edge. During one chase, while on the south side of the rock, David’s foot slipped off the landing into the water striking a log buried in the muck. He peered down, and what he saw made him freeze in horror.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Long Lake, The Pioneers-March 1833

Jeremiah Plumley(First white child born in Long Lake)

Joel Plumleyand his six-year old son, John, build their cabin at the south end of Long Lake

After felling the trees, Joel once again harnessed the oxen to snake the logs. He began construction with the dried logs they had cut in the fall. These created the walls and pole rafters. Joel had second thoughts about bringing little John with him, but he was glad he did when it came to setting the rafters.Next, Joel sliced the hemlock and spruce bark to construct the roof. He had two children and another on the way, so he built two floors. The lower floor was one large room with a stone fireplace at the south end. He put the master bedroom downstairs and the children’s bedroom upstairs in the loft, accesible by climbing a crude pine ladder. As Joel secured the door and finished cleaning up the cabin entrance, John scampered about gathering up the shavings.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Joyful Happenings

Being busy getting ready for several booksignings between now and Christmas. I will be at Handley Library on Wednesday night at 7:00PM to do an author event. On December 1, I will be at the Winchester Book Gallery, 11:00-1:00  and the 8th at the House of Lights in Berryville, 3:00-5:00. I will also set up in the Apple Blossom Mall and Martinsburg Mall on a weekend before Christmas.

What a wonderful life I have and I am so grateful for it all. Never in million years would I have thought that I would be an author of an exciting book that is becoming more and more popular.

I am also busy writing my novel about the pioneers of a little settlement in the Adirondacks. I will put excerpts of that on here as I get closer to the finish date. Whether you are from that area or not, the novel will tell a story of its own that most people will find interesting and exciting.

Friday, October 26, 2012


Come and visit me on Sunday afternoon on this lovely street in Strasburg, VA. This book would make a wonderful inexpensive Christmas gift.

You can also browse through the awesome art store while listening to live music. Then, meet me at Christine's across the road at 6:00 PM for some open mic.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Here is my big ole coffee cup high up on my balcony overlooking my driveway and candy coated mountain ridge. I left Autumn in New York two weeks ago and now welcome this amazing season to my home in Virginia. I am blessed to be surrounded by such beauty in the two places.
I've already been fishing with my grandsons and they caught some huge ones, back at the club on Saturday nights, and visiting with my 87 year old awesome neighbor friend. It is exciting to see everyone again and join in the meetings. There are so many more here. We are very blessed to have  many choices of meetings.
Looking forward to my book signing of Blunt Force Winds in Strasburg next Sunday at Limited Editions starting at 2:00 PM. After that I plan on sauntering across the street and gliding into Christina's coffee shop to hear my friend Chris and others play music.
Please come on by to my signing if you are down that way. If you haven't received a signed copy yet, this your chance to do so. I am told that you will not be able to put the book down once you start reading it.
Tada for now until the next time.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012


Autumn walks in Long Lake with my friend watching the leaves morph from pastels to resounding yellow, orange and red. Reminiscing, watching the sugar maple across from Skip and Joane's each morning, culminating with the one across from Kickerville Station. Crossing the bridge and gazing at the reflection of the majestic trees in the still silent lake letting go of  cool morning fog. And then there was Steve; meeting him on his way to get coffee or sitting on the bench at the beach, always with a friendly greeting, commenting on the weather, and wearing that wonderful smile. I will remember him among the Autumn leaves as they pass together to become.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

My Candidate

Mitt Romney
Why choose Mitt Romney

1. He has experience running a state and several successful businesses.
2. His state is number one in education
3. His leadership includes a "We" program. He successfully passed several items with a Democratic majority.
4. He will not change my social security nor my medicare. I am a senior citizen.
5. He will free the United States from being an oil hostage to countries that hate us by reversing Obama's vote to stop oil production in the US.
6. He will create jobs by unplugging Obama's tie on having our own oil in our own country.
7. He will release people from dependence on the government and free them to get jobs or go to school..
8. He is a family man with good values and integrity who loves America and Americans.
9. He has used his success to help others many times in many ways and remains anonymous about most of it.
10. He is a leader, shows it, looks it, talks it and has a record to prove it.

 Why not Obama?
  1. He had no experience when he took office--not a mayor, governor, CEO, etc.  He was a coordinator.  
  2. He listened to an anti-American preacher for twenty years and then dumped him to be president.
  3.  His wife was never proud to be an American until her husband became president(her words).
  4.  He continues to do the same thing expecting different results--spending more money creating an enormous debt.
  5.  The climax  of four years in office  clearly shows that he did not do what he said. In fact, the economy is worse.
  6.  In the debate, he had no new items to add while Romney clearly and concisely numbered what he would do.
  7.  I am a senior and Obama care will take away a chunk of my medicare.
  8. In the debate, he continued to lie about what Romney said even after Romney told him twice that he was not going to raise taxes. Romney had to talk to him like he would talk to his teenage sons to get him to stop repeating the lie. 
  9. He continues to view government control, rule, interference as what is best for the people whether they want it or not.
  10. He has gone to other countries and embarrassed Americans by apologizing for America.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Long Lake bears this summer. One fatal longer afraid of people.

 In Loving Memory

Now, he is  gone
taken out before taking someone out. 
My heart cracks for this creature
 not understanding 
there is no food for him. 
there is no room for him.
there is no rescue for him
Lost in a peopled world
far from forest
and Momma
I say to Him 
we saw you and cared,
your spirit lives.


Thursday, September 27, 2012


Open mic at the Long Lake library was awesome. Talented musicians, Steve Signell and Justin Hall, played their hearts out. Our delightful poetry reader, Glen Rowain read beautiful descriptive verse.Gail Huntley read a poem and an excerpt from the upcoming Long Lake history book. We laughed until we cried when Bruce Willis read his hilarious tale about Adirondack Lucy, and we listened intently as a young visiting singer/guitarist performed with his proud family taking photos. We all had a blast and the next one will be November 14 at 7:00 P.M. You won't want to miss it.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

How soon before those two realize what is right behind them?

Look at lower right hand side of this picture. This was taken in 1951. I remember climbing a tree in 1956 across the road from the Lakeside and coming face to face with a bobcat that I thought was a big cat.Luckily, he stayed high up in the tree and I went scrambling down, ran across the road to tell my dad there was a cat stuck in the tree and would he get it down. He looked up and immediately knew it was a bobcat. We had panthers, lynx, and mountain lions in these woods throughout the 1800's and into the early 1900's and probably there were a few left in the early 1950s. I think this is too large to be a bobcat and it doesn't have whiskers or the right face. Looks like a mountain lion to me and several others. Okay, all you woods men and woods women. What do you think?

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Book in progress

       Lucy’s car careened up the mountain and began rounding Blue Mountain curve. She grimaced when she saw the trees. They were her trees. They grew up with her from saplings to tall majestic pines, and now many were gray stalks, ravaged by acid rain. Damn, she thought, every time I come up here, it gets worse. Suddenly a flash of brown came across her windshield followed by two hoofs aimed directly at her face. Oh my God, it’s coming right through the windshield! Instinctively, Lucy yanked the wheel to the left. The jeep spun around and began to slide down Blue Mountain hill. The hoofs disappeared. Lucy glanced in her rear-view mirror. To her horror, she saw a huge green mass cresting Blue Mountain Hill.

Friday, August 31, 2012

And the Women Came Marching In.

Former Secretary of State, Condoleeza Rice
 I am so enamored at the abilities of the woman in public office today. They are amazing. We have come a long way, baby!

Ann Romney
 Wow, awesome job, Condoleeza Rice. What a speech she gave at the convention! I heard her speak one other time, and I was so impressed that I hoped she would run for president four years ago. So intelligent, concise, personable, and knowledgeable.

Ann Romney was right on target and what a role model for girls. She has MS, fought cancer, and raised five boys. She came from a very poor immigrant family, which must have given her the strength she needed to get up and deliver such a heartwarming speech.

We now have several woman in the governor's position, just as Sarah Palin was when she was chosen for vice president. Governorship is an excellent requisite for president, yet, she was labelled as "Inexperienced," even though the running contender for president, a man,  had less experience than she and no experience running a government. She was governor of the largest state in the United States.

These are some sharp, experienced women, and I am proud of them and have always been proud of my country, the United States of America. They have come and they give great balance to the men in Romney's campaign. Together we can!
Senator Kelly Ayotte

Govrenor Nikki Haley

Governor Susana Martinez

Tuesday, August 28, 2012


Here I am in Lake Placid, NY with Bernard. We are signing books in front of the Bookstore Plus right on the main street in this beautiful exciting ski resort town. It is a busy place and I have met so many nice authors, store owners, and buyers of my book.

I remember a long time ago when I lived in Saranac Lake and came here often with my friend, Vicky, who is from Lake Placid. My youngest son, Monti, was born here, and I have fond memories of watching the bobsledders come zooming down the track and around Shady, the most dangerous curve of all. I stood on the bridge above that corner and held my breath as those men flew high up on the wall, magically (skillfully) missed the rim, then angled out straight and headed down toward two smaller curves and then on the finish line.

I finished the book signing and then wandered around the store for a bit. What a neat book store! Every nook and cranny is filled with books or gifts or staples such as markers, etc. It is pleasingly bright and pleasantly decorated. Thank you Bookstore Plus for allowing me to parade my book in front of your window. Ahh, life is good and it just keeps getting better!

Friday, August 24, 2012

Hello, in my ongoing research for my next book, I hightailed it down to the Hamilton County records building where I was greeted and helped so graciously by everyone there. I was a realtor for many years and the job included going to the court house to look up deeds, maps, etc.,but it had been several hundred moons since I had done that. It was not long, with the employees help and one wonderful woman doing her own research, before I was remembering, looking, and living in the 1830s and 40s, ohhing and awing about the land prices back then.

Since I wanted to use every minute I had there, I needed to eat lunch somewhere close. They told me to go back to Speculator. I did and stopped at the first place I came to. I walked in and immediately felt at home being surrounded by knotty pine walls. Wow, Adirondacky, I thought. I already liked the atmosphere. Within minutes I was taken to my table. Being without a cup of coffee for at least three hours, I desperately ordered a cup before my meal. She brought it to me within five minutes and it was awesome coffee. Being a coffee connoisseur, I know good coffee and will go out of my way to find it.

I ordered the taco salad, and when it came out, my blue eyes popped wide open because it was big. When I order food, I am a hungry American Adirondack woman, and I want the plate full rim to rim. It was a huge tortilla shell filled, and I mean filled, with chili, cheese, the salad stuff, along with cups of guacamole, sour cream, and salsa. No extra charge; no going back for anything. It was all placed before me and I hungrily ate it all. One more refill of coffee and I was out of there thanking my waitress and the owner for the wonderful service, food and atmosphere of the The Inn at Speculator. I can't wait for next research day, so I can go back!

Thursday, August 16, 2012

My Friend, Randy, with book titled, The Untold Story of Helen Ellett

Having a blast at book signing in Inlet, NY
I met this man at the book signing in Inlet. Of course, as always, my camera's batteries were dead, so he took the pictures for me. I am meeting so many wonderful people at these book events. Traveling and doing these signings is somewhat stressful, mostly in keeping up with the times and days of the events but so fun.

The other night I read a portion of Blunt Force Winds and then a piece from my upcoming book, Long Lake, the Pioneers. It was called an Open Mic and there were musicians and writers. It was held at the Long Lake Library and what fun we all had.

This Saturday I will be at Bookstore Plus in Lake Placid from 3:00PM-5:00PM. If you are in the area, stop by. I would love to chat with you.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Long Lake 1915 and the Barbershop

Main Street, 1915
On a sunny day in 1915 in Long Lake the men hang out at Dolphus  LeBlanc's barbershop. Next came the store and then Haverous Cafe and store, then on up the dirt road to the church. 

Today the men still have their morning coffee places. It's just not at the barbershop now. Some things never change and that can be a good thing.

Friday, August 3, 2012

St Regis Fire detailed in book, Blunt Force Winds

The St Regis Hotel Fire in Saranac Lake, NY on a bitter cold Tuesday morning January 14, 1964. My children's father was in that fire and had to jump from the window. He said he was the last person out of the building.The fire broke out around 8:30 in the morning so some people were still sleeping. He and another man were injured when they jumped into the tarp. The newspaper said it was because it was too close to the ground, but he told me that it was because there were not enough available men to hold the tarp securely. He went to the room next door, retrieved a man and woman and led them to his windowed room. They had to push the frightened woman out the window. She was followed by the man and then him. I met him about six months after the fire.

Friday, July 27, 2012


Selling Blunt Force Winds at the Long Lake beach
 Having fun in Long Lake.
Book signing at the for Artists Day on the beach. My grandson running in the background.

Picture below: Son Ricky with John. Bullhead fresh caught for dinner tonight. John had tough day of swimming with cousins and fishing. Both Daniel and John love, love, love fishing!

Dad and John: Tired from catching all those fish off the dock

Thursday, July 19, 2012

My sister, Sheryl, and son, Rick, playing and singing at the Adirondack Hotel in Long Lake. Grandma was babysitting. JR also played and today they are all the talk of the town.

I am so proud of them. I love to hear Sheryl sing and Ricky loves to play and sing with her.

The children are playing hard with there cousins and friends who live a hop, skip, and a jump from me. Yesterday, it was swimming at the town beach all day. Today, it was swimming at Lake Eaton. There will be a sleepover with six to eight kids, a cook out at Aunt Venita's and Uncle Donny's, cooking hot dogs and marshmallows on a stick in the campfire, swinging on the rope tree, exploring the woods with their cousins, and a visit making the rounds to all their other relatives.

Having a blast watching these boys be little Adirondackers!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

I have made a collage of the reunion. Wow, so good to see everyone again. There was so much laughter and fellowship and fun. I loved it. Lots of hugs and oohs and awes on Friday night looking through pictures people were bringing in. Then on to the porch at the hotel with more laughter. Mike is a regular comedian.

 Great coffee Saturday morning and then some folks on to the school tour, others home or to friend's houses. Thank you to Chris for the slide show presentation.

Saturday night was so special with dinner with our class and each class bringing a cake. Some people came from California, Oklahoma, Arizona, and Florida! Kenny, Marvin, and Mike made us laugh and Fred was the calculator for the cake votes.

The music was terrific and thank you so much to them and their beautiful voices. It was especially wonderful to sing our school song at the end. I felt sad saying good by to some of the ones who came so far, like Susan because you don't know if and when you will see each other again.

Some of us could not part and dragged it out to Sunday morning breakfast at the Cellar where afterward we said a sad but happy good by vowing to get together again this summer.

A definite good time was had by all!

Thursday, July 5, 2012

 God Bless America and Small Towns
Here is my little town up here in the Adirondacks on July 4th evening. Everybody is waiting for the bed races. Contestants make some form of bed on wheels and race to the finish line. The little Main St in town is closed for this event. The Adirondack Hotel is in the background of the first picture.

I had a wonderful evening sitting on the beach with friends eating hot dogs cooked by the fire dept and strawberry shortcake sold by wonderful boy scouts and cub scouts. They put the cakes in boxes and ran around selling them to folks. I commend the fire dept, the scoutmasters, and the town for all their work. Later on, I came home and watched the fireworks with my dog from my front porch. What a wonderful day! Life is good and people are amazing creatures. I love the America. I love us.

July 4th Bed races, Long Lake, NY

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

This is a very old photo from the Long Lake archives; however, last night I saw a bear lumbar across my front yard, stop for a moment and look at me and then amble on about his business. Of course, I didn't have the camera handy so missed a good shot. There have been several reports of bears in the area. Folks say it is because the berries are coming out late this year and as soon as they are out the bears will disappear again. The one around where I am is about 250 pounds so not too big by bear standards.

This morning there was a large deer out front. He or she too ambled across the field until Kato, my dog, saw her and went bananas in the house barking so loud that the deer and anything else could hear him for miles. So, that deer was out of there in a shot. Oh well, he was just doing his job, protecting mom.

I love living in a place where there is little space between me and nature; hence, sliding glass doors all across the front make me feel like I am outside.

Moving right along with my Blunt Force Winds sales and now have several chapters completed on the First Pioneers of Long Lake. What a bunch. Pretty interesting research. God speed and good night.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Book Excerpt and my front porch

Front porch of cabin. My chair and coffee mug

Running fast down the smooth trail, I began looking up at the trees and  sky, feeling the wind blow through my hair. I loved the smell of the rotting wood of the Adirondack forest ravaged by the “Big Blowdown of 1950”; and on this day, at this time, I was flying; I was happy; I was a gale blowing through my beloved Adirondacks.
             Then, I was lost.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Oh my gosh, we are little people! Here we are at the weirdoo mirror in the Discovery Museum. Fun day and then we went to see Madagascar III in 3d and ate lunch at the Alamo. Being a grandmother is soooo much fun. My head is 4' tall and Daniel has long skinny fingers.

This is my last blog before I head up to Long Lake Sunday morning. I am looking forward to my morning cup of coffee looking at my mountain. Some of you who have my book, the picture on the front is my view from my porch. If you don't, you can get it at my website, or The Winchester Book Gallery. Or, email or facebook me and I will send you one.

I will be working on my Long Lake historical book, swimming, boating, and hiking.

I am so blessed to have such an awesome life with absolutely beautiful people in it.

I love my family, my sponcees, and sponsor, and my wonderful Kato who is also ready for the trip.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Country Living at Grandma's House

There are no videos, electronic games, etc. at Grandma's house. Hang out on the rope swing, explore the ridge and mountains, run with Kato, or ride bikes with Grandma. My bike is red and this year I have only one brake left that works so it is reminiscent of being a kid with a two-kid hand-me-down bike with no brakes that I had for awhile. John's bike is a used Daniel hand-me-down bike with a back tire I need to inflate every other day, but we make do out here in the middle of everywhere watching the moon and the stars. Daniel knows exactly where to find the big dipper, and we run out at night to see which phase of the moon is gracing us with its presence on this night.

John had his first bike wreck, survived and got right back on the bike. What a brave little trooper that one is!

Events of the day include toad and turtle searching, water hose spraying, climbing the ridge to the bat tree, jumping in the leaf filled holes on the top of the ridge, and settling in to watch the basketball game at night.

I am a blessed grandma and I didn't do anything to deserve such wonderful family in my life. Thank you, Mom and Dad for taking care of me so I lived to see such wonders in the world!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Obsession, Anger, and Alcohol--A Lethal Mix

Around 2:00 AM, I started calling bars looking for him. I called a bar in Indian Lake and asked, “Is Mike Tracy there?”
The bartender replied, “Uh, is this Kathy?”
I was already furious and now I was steaming, “No, this is not Kathy,” I screamed and slammed down the receiver. Bruce, my teenage neighbor was staying overnight that night, so I woke him up and told him I was leaving for a while. 
He looked up groggy eyed, mumbled, "Okay," and went back to sleep. I grabbed my keys and two bottles of beer from the refrigerator (I had already had several) and ran out the door. I jumped in my gold Duster that Mike had bought me to entice me to come back the last time and spun out of the parking lot. By the time I flew by the Lakeside, I was hitting 80 mph, my mind dead set on storming into the bar and screaming at him to get out of my life. Fresh snow carpeted the road and shiny guardrails peaked through the four-foot snow banks like braces on teeth. Suddenly...

Friday, June 1, 2012


At the water park on Memorial Day with my grandchildren and friends. John at left and Daniel and Bradly out in pool. What a wonderful way to spend the weekend. Now, getting ready for 4 state get together, a weekend with friends, food, and fellowship.

What an exciting life I have! So blessed with a wonderful family, beautiful little home in the forest and log cabin in the woods.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012


 Rose red bushes swaying in the North Mountain breeze
Daises patched up like white pom poms
through fields of purple wildflowers
Bluebirds parked securely in the grayed box on the oak
Morning doves spread brown wings
beneath brilliant green hummingbirds zinging in to feed.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

My Big Beautiful Fat...

My yard is getting bigger and bigger as my weeds continue to flourish. My front lawn has grass; my back lawn is now an herb garden, created from basil, oregano, and rosemary I planted several years ago. My garden is cut in half evolving into another weed field disguised as "Lawn." It is green and can fool anyone driving into the driveway as long as they do not get out to walk through the lush green side yard. Since, I am obviously powerless over weeds; I reasoned that if I cannot beat them, I might as well embrace them. Hence, I no longer call Dandelions weeds. Instead, they are magnificent yellow beauties! I go out and cut pieces of my back "Lawn" aka. herbs, to use in my wonderful sauces and salads. The herb garden boundary boards were crossed many years ago with rosemary and basil traipsing off together into the wild green/brown yonder just frolicking away. I say, let it rip! Go wild herbs! Now I trim them with the lawn mower.

One year, I just knew I had them; I used landscape sheeting. Worked my ___off neatly putting it in rows so ne'er a weed could escape. I won, I thought, as I proudly walked into my house and collapsed on the couch. Did it stop the farm grass and prickly grassy squishy thingies? No, instead the thingies calmly plopped right on top of the sheets and happily grew three feet tall.
Today was the final surrender when I mowed my grandson's 9 x 12 sandbox, swing set area because the weeds were growing up through the sand!

Today, I have won, because with my trusty rusty Lawn Boy mower, we are a force to be reckoned with! We mow over landscaping sheets, sand, and whatever else gets in our way. I get some exercise and the weeds get a haircut. Compromise; it works every time.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Excerpt in book about our dear friend who touched so many lives including mine.


     I raised my hand and shared that I had just moved
here and my boyfriend left me. I shared that I did not know
anyone, and now, I wanted to die. Then, a man with brown eyes
and slicked back brown hair began to speak. He had a deep
southern accent. He shared about his experience in early sobriety
with a relationship break up, but he eventually met the love of
his life, prayed with her, and married her. Immediately, I felt the
black begin to lift. I felt the warm ray of hope begin to blanket