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Miller: ‘Grands’ are very grand
The sun’s rays gently warm my sleepy faced Missy as she snoozes in canine luxury. I am such an animal lover that my dealings with ...
Jan Penton Miller, Author at The Bogalusa Daily News
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Miller: A new point of view
For those of us who have a need to decorate and love to do so with each passing season, the slight change in temperature from ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, September 14, 2021 2:00 pm
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Miller: People helping people
Look for it. Open your eyes for just a minute and you will see people helping people all over our communities. Take a quick look ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, September 7, 2021 2:55 pm
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Miller: Counting my blessings
The air seems to be super charged when a tropical system enters the Gulf. We all go running from store to store to pick up ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, August 31, 2021 2:35 pm
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Miller: Called, again, to prayer
The tragic events of recent days have captured the world’s attention. I think in some ways the stench of evil is pouring through my television ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, August 24, 2021 2:51 pm
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Miller: Time for Good News
Many years ago, a situation occurred that made me feel very small and insignificant. I saw something very wrong happening, and I so wanted a ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, August 17, 2021 12:57 pm
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Miller: Party lines, no party
When I was a little girl, my mamaw had a rotary phone with a long black cord. Everyone in the community of Coy, Mississippi, where ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, August 10, 2021 12:41 pm
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Miller: Must be love
My day just got infinitely better. Now, don’t get me wrong; it was already a pretty decent day. Actually, it was a pretty nice day. ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, July 27, 2021 1:28 pm
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Miller: Horse with no name
I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name; it felt good to be out of the rain. The amount of rain we ...
by Jan Penton Miller, Tuesday, July 20, 2021 2:28 pm
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Miller: Making a new friend
Here it is, the middle of July before I can even turn around. The days, months and even decades seem to fly by at almost ...