By WENDY HODGE “By my next birthday, I will be a certified chimney sweep.” I can honestly say that’s not a sentence I ever thought I would utter....
Wendy Hodge Articles
The Death Of The Abide
By WENDY HODGE My very first apartment, when I was a freshman in college, was sparsely decorated in what my roommate and I referred to as “up-scaled...
I Still Remember
By WENDY HODGE The other night, I dreamed of my friend, Denise. She was a funny, comfortable kind of friend who encouraged me and kept me laughing....
By the Sea – Part II
By WENDY HODGE Today was day five of our beach trip, and like every other day here the weather has been just perfect. For today’s activities, the...
By the Sea
By WENDY HODGE It’s that time of year again - the season of bathing suits, bare feet and beaches. It is summer, and this week I am so grateful to...
Oh, the Places I’ve Been
By WENDY HODGE The first book I ever remember checking out of the city library was a children’s book of travel stories. It was a large book with a...
A Gaggle, a Murder and a Bugle-Nosed Bass
By WENDY HODGE Nicholas Sparks wrote, “It is life, I think, to watch the water. A man can learn so many things.” And it’s true — I've learned so...
SUMMER CAMP PART III
By WENDY HODGE With day one (and a flip-flop frog murder) behind me, days two through five unrolled at much the same pace at Wiregrass Christian...
Summer Camp Part II
By WENDY HODGE When last we met, I was a 10-year-old Cherokee camper at Wiregrass Christian Youth Camp in Coffee County, Alabama, and the heat was a...