By Judy Borman Harding
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HI! As you can see, I'm not keeping up with this blog. I hope there is enough for you to read until I get motivated again! I have a... -
This blog is coming to you from a tree house in Glacier, Washington, a tiny town in the foothills of Mount Baker. The author is a retire... -
This is the story of a woman who gave up her child for adoption in 1962, when 'having a child out of wedlock' was viewed much more d...
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FOR HELENA Close to my heart, my first born, A fragile fawn, in the forest of my dreams, Standing in a glade of gilded light, Basking... -
Where are the paths into the woods? Gone. By some, forgotten. Where are the deer who came down to the edge, Nibbling on our nasturt... -
Interracial Marriage, Part 4 What About the Children? My parents were not the only ones who disappointed me. A college friend... -
During my senior year of college, I fell in love with a classmate and spent many happy hours with him, explored the northwest trails, camp...
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June 19, 2014. The last two days I have been writing about my interracial marriage. Yesterday, recalling the early day...
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