As a reader, author, editor, and former teacher, I don't think I have any greater pet peeve than having otherwise well-educated people...

During my devotional reading the other day, I was struck by the following two phrases: "Sarah lived. . . . And Sarah died" (Gen. 23:1-2)....

Sometimes our kids surprise us. And sometimes they really surprise us. This month was a time when one of our daughters and her family...

A week or so ago, I wrote about finding a surprise in my mailbox: a copy of Joy Neal Kidney's book Leora's Dexter Stories, for which I...

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The 391st Armored Field Artillery Battalion was conducting "rest and maintenance" at Stolberg-Muhle in early December 1944. The rotation...

Ever since I was a little kid, I loved getting mail. I used to send off for all sorts of free stuff--informational brochures, political...

Once the breakout from the bocage was achieved, the 3rd Armored Division and the 391st Armored Field Artillery Battalion raced forward....

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In the days and weeks following Corporal Dillon Summers's July 7 letter home, the 3rd Armored Division fought its way south from the...

Members of the 391st Armored Field Artillery Battalion were busy the last week of June and the first week of July 1944. The Normandy...

Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, and other special occasions were extremely important to servicemen serving overseas during World War...

On April 20, 1944, Corporal Dillon Summers again wrote to his family back in Heiskell, Tennessee. This time, however, he used V-Mail, the...

Corporal Dillon Summers of the 391st Armored Field Artillery Battalion was beginning his second month of extensive training in tank...

I have some exciting news to announce! I've just learned from my publisher, TouchPoint Press, that we have a release date for my latest...

In my review of Joy Neal Kidney's book Leora's Letters last week, I lamented my lack of access to more letters that my uncle Dillon...

Following is the link to one of my essays about my mother and her craft-making activities during my childhood. It aired this afternoon on...

I recently finished reading a second book by Joy Neal Kidney. The first one I read was actually her second, soon-to-be-published book,...

I never recall Daddy's ever wearing it, but I'm sure he did. How else could it have become so worn that one could barely make out the...

It was April 1861, and the war came. Thousands of eager volunteers rushed to defend the Confederacy. They were eager to return home after...