Equal

By: Joseph J. Mazzella I was 16 years old and on a week-long trip to.

Kisses from heaven

By: Joseph J. Mazzella My grown daughter, Beth, comes over to my house every day.

FINGERPRINTS OF GOD

By: Joseph J. Mazzella I haven’t been watching the news as much lately.  The daily.

Looking ahead

By: Joseph J. Mazzella When I was a young boy our whole family lived in.

A pint of blood

By: Joseph J. Mazzella I was sitting at a table eating a chicken salad sandwich. .

Two Bills

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was a few years ago.  A friend had sent me.

Saved by beauty

By: Joseph J. Mazzella A dear friend sent me a letter and handmade card in.

20-20 

By: Joseph J. Mazzella “AAAHHH!”  I awoke with a start in the middle of a.

Messengers of light

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was a dark, overcast night.  Thick, dark, gray clouds had.