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Old Soldiers Never Die
Rev. Wallace A. Evans is my grandfather who lived to be 100 years old. He was born August 22, 1884 and he died November 29, 1984. My grandfather was a man among men. I have come to realize he will live on in all of us. If I were to sum up his life in a song it would be, "I'm A Soldier in the Army of The Lord." It is an honor to be labeled a soldier in the Lord's army. It's an even greater honor if your journey lasts 100 years. His dedicated life has left a profound impartation upon mine. It has been a great pleasure and honor to write about him. Old soldiers, they don't die, they just fade away is both a poetic and prophetic way to sum up my grandfather's inspiring life.
Old Soldiers Never Die
Rev. Wallace A. Evans is my grandfather who lived to be 100 years old. He was born August 22, 1884 and he died November 29, 1984. My grandfather was a man among men. I have come to realize he will live on in all of us. If I were to sum up his life in a song it would be, "I'm A Soldier in the Army of The Lord." It is an honor to be labeled a soldier in the Lord's army. It's even greater honor if your journey lasts 100 years. His dedicated life has left a profound impartation upon mine. It has been a great pleasure and honor to write about him. Old soldiers, they don't die, they just fade away is both a poetic and prophetic way to sum up my grandfather's inspiring life.
Old Soldiers Never Die
Rev. Wallace A. Evans is my grandfather who lived to be 100 years old. He was born August 22, 1884 and he died November 29, 1984. My grandfather was a man among men. I have come to realize he will live on in all of us. If I were to sum up his life in a song it would be, "I'm A Soldier in the Army of The Lord." It is an honor to be labeled a soldier in the Lord's army. It's even greater honor if your journey lasts 100 years. His dedicated life has left a profound impartation upon mine. It has been a great pleasure and honor to write about him. Old soldiers, they don't die, they just fade away is both a poetic and prophetic way to sum up my grandfather's inspiring life.
Old Soldiers Never Die
Rev. Wallace A. Evans is my grandfather who lived to be 100 years old. He was born August 22, 1884 and he died November 29, 1984. My grandfather was a man among men. I have come to realize he will live on in all of us. If I were to sum up his life in a song it would be, “I’m A Soldier in the Army of The Lord.” It is an honor to be labeled a soldier in the Lord’s army. It’s an even greater honor if your journey lasts 100 years. His dedicated life has left a profound impartation upon mine. It has been a great pleasure and honor to write about him. Old soldiers, they don’t die, they just fade away is both a poetic and prophetic way to sum up my grandfather’s inspiring life.
My Name was Martha
The poem offers a complicated mixture of self-assertion and deference, of shrewdness and wisdom, of self-respect and selfless love. Essays placing the "Memorandum" in its historical, literary, and theoretical contexts follow the text of the poem itself.
Swan's Pond of Poems
This is a book of very beautifully written poetic stories. Jerry "Kisu" Swan Harris radiates a very commanding appearance, standing six feet five inches tall and wearing his years very well. He has his own unique style of writing his poems are stories that will take you on a journey be it good, bad or indifferent; in love or out of love. Some poems will make you laugh, some will make you cry. Then there are those that will make you long for that lost love from your yesteryears. Others will simply make you stop and think—hmmmm. So fasten your seatbelt, sit back, relax and take this exciting reading journey on the highways of written words paved thru highs and lows by my poet friend, Jerry “Kisu” Swan Harris. Believe me, you won’t regret it! Mary Ella (Smith) Butler ..Editor
Under the Magnolias
This night not only marked the end to the drought, but also the end to the long-held secret we'd kept hidden under the magnolias. Magnolia, South Carolina, 1980 Austin Foster is barely a teenager when her mama dies giving birth to twins, leaving her to pick up the pieces while holding her six siblings together and doing her best to stop her daddy from retreating into his personal darkness. Scratching out a living on the family's tobacco farm is as tough as it gets. When a few random acts of kindness help to ease the Fosters' hardships, Austin finds herself relying upon some of Magnolia's most colorful citizens for friendship and more. But it's next to impossible to hide the truth about the g...
The Troll Inside You
What do medieval Icelanders mean when they say "troll"? What did they see when they saw a troll? What did the troll signify to them? And why did they see them? The principal subject of this book is the Norse idea of the troll, which the author uses to engage with the larger topic of paranormal experiences in the medieval North. The texts under study are from 13th-, 14th-, and 15th-century Iceland. The focus of the book is on the ways in which paranormal experiences are related and defined in these texts and how those definitions have framed and continue to frame scholarly interpretations of the paranormal. The book is partitioned into numerous brief chapters, each with its own theme. In each...
A Walk Through the Dark
One day Eva Piper was an elementary school teacher, the mother of three, the beloved wife of a strong, protective husband. The next day she stood at the bedside of a broken man who could do nothing but moan in agony and turn his head away from her. Later she would learn that he had died and actually experienced heaven before being prayed back to life—a true miracle. Don Piper’s testimony, told in the New York Times bestseller 90 Minutes in Heaven, would one day bring hope to thousands. But all that was in the future. Despite family and friends who kept vigil with her, Eva Piper found herself essentially alone. Walking in the dark. And she had always hated the dark. Though it parallels th...
