by MarianBeaman | Oct 9, 2019 | blog, book review, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Travel, Uncategorized
Hands down, meeting readers on tour has been the highlight of the entire memoir publishing and launching business. But first, the launch party in Jacksonville, Florida! Hosted by my trusty Southern Friends, Judy Davis and Carolyn Stoner at Deerwood Country Club, the...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 9, 2019 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Tips, Travel
“Did you know Mt. Dora is about 180 feet above sea level?” asked our chatty waiter serving us coffee on a recent trip to this charming town during the Christmas holiday. Florida is flat. But northwest of Orlando near the center of the state lies Mt. Dora...
by MarianBeaman | Dec 5, 2018 | blog, British History, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Nostalgia, Travel, Uncategorized
Do you remember where you were when . . . President Kennedy was assassinated? The Challenger exploded? Planes hit the Twin Towers in New York City? You can probably easily call up your surroundings when these cataclysmic events happened. But you most likely don’t...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 24, 2018 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Travel, Uncategorized
“Another anniversary. After the 50th, what’s so special about that?” Quite a lot, it turns out. Cliff and I observed another anniversary on August 5. We had just returned from a trip to Asheville this summer (where we spent our honeymoon 51 years earlier), but I...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 19, 2018 | blog, Coming of Age, meditation, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Travel, Uncategorized
What are these sisters sitting upon? The location? Era? How are the two photos related? *** Do these pictures evoke a memory for you? suggest a story? Share memories of a special family vacation. The Worldometer registers about six million blog posts being published...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 12, 2018 | blog, Coming of Age, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Nostalgia, Travel, Uncategorized
Daddy & I and the Big Truck I raced across the porch and jumped up into the big truck. Daddy and I headed up through Harrisburg past the street where sometimes we picked up big farm equipment like a tractor or combine. Today the truck pointed north...
