by MarianBeaman | Feb 1, 2023 | blog, Coming of Age, Conflict, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Folk Songs of the South, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Uncategorized
Once upon a time, I attended Rheems School, a two-room school with a bell on top, accommodating eight grades of students. It was a charming little school set in the middle of the quaint village of Rheems, Pennsylvania, in mid-twentieth century. My aunt,...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 3, 2022 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Memory, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
The Emerald City lies in the center of the Land of Oz, at the end of the yellow brick road in Frank Baum’s fabled story, The Wizard of Oz, first published in 1900. In the center of the city is the fairy-tale Palace where the redoubtable Wizard resides. ...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 16, 2022 | blog, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, popular culture, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
Hustler TV is X-rated Pornographic. . . with naked bodies filling the screen Though I’m not a fan of formulaic Hallmark movies, I’m more a wholesome-romance-kind-of-woman than the sex-crazed hussies and high-libido men featured on the Hustler Channel. ...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 9, 2021 | blog, Conflict, neighborhood, Quotations, Uncategorized
Two women were approaching their car, parked under the pines at the Southeast branch library on Saturday. Returning from the library’s front door as I was stepping out of my own car, the older woman yelled across the parking lot, “Sorry, but the library is...
by MarianBeaman | May 19, 2021 | blog, Conflict, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Uncategorized
Memorial Day is celebrated this month and I’m think of my forebears living through the World Wars . . . My Grandfather Henry Longenecker and my Father Ray Longenecker were Mennonites. Both registered for the draft during one of two world wars Grandfather Henry...
by MarianBeaman | May 12, 2021 | Award, blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Quotations, Travel
“Hel-lo!” I yelled at the woman I saw standing next to a Winnebago on the far side of the campground. Our Ford van and trailer were stuck. The tires whirred, throwing dirt everywhere, sinking deeper and deeper into Tennessee mud. “Can you please help us?”...