By: Ardis E. Parshall - January 25, 2019 From the Improvement Era, May 1954 – My Father’s Mansion By Lily N. Hortnagl One early spring afternoon Martha Gentry sat in her big chair, humming a tune while stitching on her embroidery. As she laid her work down, the floss clung to her finger. Releasing it, she consciously brushed her hand over the persistent wrinkles she knew rightfully belonged there, although she did not feel her sixty-...
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