by Ann Lee Miller | Jan 27, 2017 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
I glanced at Jackie’s kitchen clock shaped like a frying pan. Twenty minutes till I had to exit the warmth—literal and figurative—for my unheated house. I wanted to soak up every second. Jackie’s Uncle Louie Kistner, only a few years older than we were, shuffled the... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Jan 13, 2017 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
Mom pulled our green Plymouth Duster in front of New Smyrna Beach High School smack at the front walkway teeming with football players and cheerleaders. I could tell by the “cool” wafting off them in waves. “No! Not here! Drive up further.” The crutches tossed across... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Dec 5, 2014 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays
I glanced at Jackie’s kitchen clock shaped like a frying pan. Twenty minutes till I had to exit the warmth—literal and figurative—for my unheated house. I wanted to soak up every second. Jackie’s Uncle Louie Kistner, only a few years older than we were, shuffled the... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Nov 21, 2014 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
[Photo by By Alex Talmon] Mom pulled our green Plymouth Duster in front of New Smyrna Beach High School smack at the front walkway teeming with football players and cheerleaders. I could tell by the “cool” wafting off them in waves. “No! Not here! Drive up further.”...
