Mazzella

By Joe Mazzella Most people divide life into different stages. There is childhood from 1 to 12 when we are...

By Joe Mazzella It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining. The sky was clear. The air was...

By Joe Mazzella I went to a blood drive held at a local church recently. I arrived early to be...

By Joe Mazzella My next door neighbor is a graveyard. Now some people would be freaked out by this but...

By Joe Mazzella I have been writing for many years now and over that time I have gotten a lot...

By Joe Mazzella I walked into the store recently to buy another week’s worth of groceries for me and my...

By Joe Mazzella Not everything you learn in school comes in the classroom. Sometimes academia falls short. Sometimes the wisest...

By Joe Mazzella My Aunt Charlotte passed away recently. She had lived 100 years here when God finally called her...

By Joe Mazzella I was driving to have lunch out with an old friend whom I hadn’t seen in years....

By Joe Mazzella When I was a young man I worked several years in a sawmill to support my family....