The Day I Forgot To Hate – by guest author Ted Pavloff

Sunday was V-J Day in the United States, celebrating the end of World War II. In honor of that wonderful time of relief from the trauma and sorrow of war, I’m sharing two short stories set in that time period. The stories are by my father, Ted Pavloff, who is now with the Lord. HeContinue reading “The Day I Forgot To Hate – by guest author Ted Pavloff”

Prompt Nights # 21: Dancing

To take part in this writing challenge, visit “A Dash of Sunny.”   THE DANCE HAS ENDED I wish I could dance in your arms again, As we did in Richmond and drank champagne, Before you left for the battle’s fray, Handsome and sure in your rebel gray, Proud to be a Confederate son, AnxiousContinue reading “Prompt Nights # 21: Dancing”

Christmas Bells

On Christmas Day, 1863, in the midst of a war that was ripping apart the very country his own forefathers had sacrificed to create – a war that was stretching his own personal faith in God to its very limit – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned words to a new poem. This Christmas, in the faceContinue reading “Christmas Bells”

The Sidewalk

“Well, what’a ya know,” Ben whispered to himself, grinning, seeing his breath form vapors on the Christmas air. “Who would have thought it would be the brick sidewalk?” He sighed. In one unexpected instant – as his feet had tread the bricks of this dear old sidewalk that had run the length of Main StreetContinue reading “The Sidewalk”

Hatred & War Cannot Quench Love

Civil War Soldier Sullivan Ballou Echoes King Solomon. The Song of Songs, by King Solomon, says, “Set me as a seal upon thine heart … for love is strong as death.  … Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it.”  (Songs of Songs  8:6-7).   Those words were penned many centuries ago by anContinue reading “Hatred & War Cannot Quench Love”

Friday Fictioneers — February 22

The Painted Fence Odd … the fence so freshly painted. The barn still bore silent scars from enemy troops scouring the countryside of its rightful owners and leaving all to ruin. A few lucky farmers had fled, losing all they’d worked for. But before … before death and destruction … she and Johann had walkedContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers — February 22”

The END of the War — August 14, 1945

Today is the anniversary of the Japanese surrender to the Allied Forces– August 14, 1945 — marking the actual, physical end of WWII. (The treaty was signed just 19 days later, on September 2).  For those who lived that never-to-be-forgotten moment of learning we had won the war,  and the world really did have aContinue reading “The END of the War — August 14, 1945”