Segullah

Mormon women blogging about the peculiar and the treasured

Legacy

Grandpa hides a small box of still-shiny medals away in a drawer where no one can find them. “War is hell,” he said flatly. He won’t talk about the war. He never saw combat. He said it was terrible, whatever he saw. It was 1943, the height of World War II. At seventeen, my grandfather [...]



  • Banner Art: Annie Henrie

    detail from pieces by Featured artist of the Fall/Winter 2012 issue

  • RSS Sister Site: Segullah Literary Journal

    • Augury May 17, 2013
      I peered into a puddle and saw the sky, as if I had lain on the pavement and looked up ... keep reading […]
    • A New Green Birth May 17, 2013
      We scatter seeds in rows of statued stone marked with names and planting year. Encased in sleek shell, the earth ... keep reading […]
    • Blessing the Trees May 17, 2013
      She bought the land for the w i d e n e s s of it, not the trees. But ... keep reading […]
    • A Dream and a Dirt Road Miracle May 2, 2006
      February 10, 2005 TODAY WAS AS HOT AND DUSTY as the dirt road we traveled. Walking slowly just ahead of us, ... keep reading […]

  • More Kinds of Segullah







  • The Editors Pick..

  • Admin