the Phone Message (a true story)

The following is a story that happened, I witnessed it, I was there, and is 100%true. This particular story happened in 1998 on a rather ordinary day. My mother, Carroll E., who had worked at the Hilltop for decades was sitting at her desk in her office. I was there visiting with her and having... Continue Reading →

Of oak and old glass

in The old front door is gone now...the heavily painted oak that once stood as the grand entry way to the hilltop was destroyed by neglect and decay years ago and has since been removed. A sad beat up sheet of plywood stands now to bar entry into the decayed lobby. In its heyday, the... Continue Reading →

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