Category Archives: I Remember When… (my OWN stories)

Memories and vignettes, true stories old or recent.

Fake-Out Years, Part 2: God’s Sovereignty

Posted on October 18, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Last time I told you how some well-meaning people in my church thought I’d accepted Christ as my savior. The pastor baptized me, not realizing I was clueless about my need for salvation. After the worst five years of my … Continue reading →

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The Fake-Out Years, Part 1

Posted on October 16, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I never intended to lie. 1. I know better, which may be the force behind… 2: I’m terrible at it. Always have been. So one Sunday morning during my fourth-grade year, I sat in church doodling on my bulletin instead … Continue reading →

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Lies and Cow Pies: Revisited

Posted on October 10, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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I have no idea whose cows they were, or why I was wandering around with them in their enclosure — wearing a dress, mind you. I was only five, we were visiting my…

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Warning: Interplanetary Appliance Conpiracy

Posted on October 2, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

As I mentioned last time, Brent and I drove for hours through the Cascades to get back to our kids’ house. Construction detours, rain, no cell service, verrrrrry spotty map info, snacks but no real lunch… Relief flooded us when, … Continue reading →

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On the Road Again

Posted on September 29, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Last week, I told you about celebrating our granddaughter’s birthday in Washington. Well, during this visit we also took a side trip to see Yakima, where Brent lived as a little boy. I’m not sure when we left the lush … Continue reading →

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I’m a REBEL!

Posted on September 27, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Yep, I admit it. I’m a rebel. And here you thought I was all compliant and law-abiding, Little Miss Play-by-the-rules. Ha. What, you don’t believe me? Here’s the photographic evidence… Exhibit A: I pulled a crape myrtle up from the … Continue reading →

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