Good morning friends
For three years now, sometimes surging and sometimes as only a trickle, A Word with You Press has invited authors, famous and yet to be famous, to share their stories on our website. But the remarkable thing was that we not only invited you to our site, but YOU invited us, and all who visit the site, into your lives.
Collecting mildew in the bottom of a drawer were stories that Peggy Dobbs was not only hesitant to send to us, but not even schooled in how to do it, relying on her daughter to send her work as an attachment. Peggy soon mastered the art of the blogpost and regularly sent us posts and contest entries, and has always been a most generous commentator on the stories others have submitted.
Her story is the best example of the unifying nature of words and stories shared. The born-again Baptist met on line and is now best friends with the Rabbi’s wife,Miryam, trading recipes from opposite sides of the coast.
Peggy has touched and continues to touch us all. Often, a character in her stories has been her husband, Homer.
It is with great sadness that I share that Homer passed away, in his loving wife’s arms, just a few days ago. Peggy was good enough to send us a picture of the two of them in their 1948 Ford convertible. They were married longer than many of us have even been on the planet, and I know I speak for all of us who work on this site and all of us who visit the site, that we share Peggy’s grief.
Only Peggy could inspire me to write an entire post without saying something stupid, sexist, blatantly immature or inappropriate. How did you do that Peggy?
Must be love.
I wish you well. We all wish you well.
(please leave your comments for Peggy below)