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is day I will marry my best friend, the one I laugh with, live for, dream with, love ~ Author Unknown~ I know exactly which day I felt most like going and shouting my joy from the mountaintop. It all happened under Mt. Mansfield in Burlington, Vermont, on May 29, 1982, when the lilacs and lilies-of-the-valley were blooming that David…

Thirty years ago, David and I were preparing for our wedding day. There was a great deal of anticipation leading up to it. I still don't know how we pulled it off — I had no help from family and the friends I had were fairly new, so I didn't want to ask too much…

It seems I had a mix-up with my "Snapshots 11" post. I thought I had posted it, but it must not have gone up. If you are interested, please see the post below "Snapshots 12." I believe the last time I wore Amish was for my sister, Susan's wedding. She invited me to the wedding…

I just realized that I never posted this, so I am doing it now… though a little out of order.After I was back in my Amish community for more than two years, I was getting restless. I knew that I would most likely be going through life without a marriage partner, for the Amish men…

When I first went back to the Amish, I was a goody-two-shoes and tried so hard to be Amish that I didn’t allow my photos to be taken. But about a year into being there, I started allowing them. This first one was taken of me when I was a tour guide at the local…

I wanted to continue my Snapshots Series. I am trying to go in some kind of chronological order. Next would be my first four months out of the Amish. I have two photos that survived from that time, one that I found out about only a year ago. There were a whole lot more at…

The buzz around the American Experience film showing has been fun.  Now it’s back to work. David and I are busily writing the second book. Several weeks ago, we had written up to the point when I was taken back to the Amish community, after spending four months of freedom in Burlington, Vermont. I knew…