Ronda Rich
It happened 15 years ago yet the memory sticks to me like cotton candy to a child’s hand.
I still puzzle over it.
Paducah, Kentucky, was a stop on a Mississippi riverboat cruise for which I had been hired as a storyteller. When the boat docked, I strolled down the picturesque streets. I bought a skirt that I cherished for years and visited the quilt museum.
There...
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