by Lillian Stoltzfus | Jun 24, 2017 | Uncategorized
One of my favorite stories is one that happened to my friend Geraldine’s mother. Ann was Amish and lived with her mom and dad and sisters and brothers in Leola, a little town in Lancaster County. She was dating a young guy named John, who lived about... by Lillian Stoltzfus | Jun 24, 2017 | Uncategorized
Every once in awhile, I come across a place on the back roads of Lancaster County and think, “Wow, I wish the tourists could see this!” One such place is “The Amish General Store.” I had to make up the name because it doesn’t have one. I drove in the long lane, past... by Lillian Stoltzfus | Jun 24, 2017 | Uncategorized
When Mom got married, she borrowed her great-aunt Susie’s high-top shoes. “Hochi schuh” (high shoes) they are called. As soon as the wedding ceremony was finished, Mom went to her bedroom and changed into something more comfortable and not as old-fashioned for the... by Lillian Stoltzfus | Jun 24, 2017 | Uncategorized
When I was a little girl, I was sometimes allowed to go with Dad to the “Hummi Vendyu” (Cow Auction). The energy and vibrancy of the place captivated me. We would sit on the bleachers and watch the cows barge into the ring, mooing and shoving. I was glad to be up high... by Lillian Stoltzfus | Jun 24, 2017 | Uncategorized
Most Amish young people look forward to one of the most important days in their lives, the day they turn sixteen. They might have a “sidekick,” a very close friend of the same gender who turns sixteen close to the same time. This “sidekick”...
