by Freida Marie Crump Greetings from Poosey. Shelly said, “Freida, it was the worst mistake I’ve ever made. I should have lied.” She was home from her first two weeks of college and her mother had asked her an innocent question: “Shelly, what do you...
by Freida Marie Crump Greetings from Poosey. The woman was incensed …out of her mind angry. “Freida, I tried to call you twice this morning!” “Happens a lot, Mildred.” “Twice! Why didn’t you answer?” “I wasn’t near a...
by Freida Marie Crump Greetings from Poosey. A couple of disturbing surveys were released this week. I read that two vital pillars of our society take a drastic slam in the summertime. Once the hot weather hits, both church attendance and blood donations take a severe...
by Freida Marie Crump Greetings from Poosey. They call them First World Problems, those gripes that would make Third World citizens roll their eyes in disgust at our affluent lifestyles. “My $6 Starbucks latte came with one espresso instead of two,”...
by Freida Marie Crump Greetings from Poosey. I miss the desperados, the days of lawlessness. When I was a youngster living in a farm community the legal rights were fudged a bit because of pure necessity when it came to driving. While the law books said that a young...
