The Headlights

Every year, I try to give RoseMary a poem or story. For Christmas 2001, I wrote this little story.

This story involves so much. September 11, 2001; December 7, 1941 and our own experiences and feelings. We felt admiration at Pearl Harbor that so many survivors from both sides had learned tolerance and love for each other. There were even two Mormon missionaries in a foreign land who were treated with great kindness and acceptance, but that's a story for another time.

I hope, like Harry's father does, that my grandchildren are taught that we are all children of one Heavenly Father who loves us. I hope we are all color blind when it comes to our brothers and sisters on this earth.

cute letter

The Headlights story