Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: Trees and Seasons
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
Autumn has made her presence known. A beautiful maple tree over on the hill in our town is showing off colors of orange...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: “But, Madam, Don’t You Wish You Could?”
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
Many years ago, I made a visit to the home of an elderly man in another town for a painting lesson. The...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: The Edge
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
A story is told of a very rich man who needed to hire a new chauffeur. The rich man lived in a beautiful...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: School Days When My Daddy Was a Kid
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
School days, school days, dear old golden rule days,
Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic, Taught to the tune of a hick'ry stick,
You were my...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: “Make It Do It Again, Grandma!”
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
It was a Wednesday, a day that was busier than we had expected. That morning, as usual, I made “the list” of...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: Then I Remembered E. P. McKee
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
It was a hot, muggy day in Columbia, Tennessee, the town of my birth. Just rolling down a car window let in a...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: The Greatest Story Never Told
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
My dear sweet Aunt Helene was one of the most beautiful people I have ever known. When she died in her eighties, she...
Phelps, Dawn
Just a Little Light: His Legacy in Words
Dawn Phelps
Columnist
Richard, my late brother-in-law from Lexington, Kentucky, was a master builder. He and his friend Jim owned a building company that erected...
