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VIEW STAFF – Las Vegas Review Journal
Posted: Jan. 22, 2013 | 12:18 a.m.
Las Vegas resident Kathie Harrington is the author of two books on autism, “Tears of Laughter – Tears of Pain” and “I Never Told My Son He Couldn’t Dance,” and the children’s book, “Bayo, The Boo Cow.” A speech language pathologist, Harrington graduated with her master’s degree from Truman State in Kirksville, Mo.
In her first novel, “To Dance with Fireflies,” Harrington’s heroine, Audrey Benway, leaves Las Vegas to travel to her hometown, Iowa Falls, Iowa. While there, she revisits a past filled with romance and loss. Despite her commitment to her husband and children at home, Audrey can’t help but wonder what became of Stephen Grant. The man who never knew he was the father of her first child still haunts Audrey’s thoughts after 25 years. When her friends tell her he recently returned to town, Audrey can’t resist calling on him.
For more information on Harrington’s novel, visit willowmoonpublishing.com.
EXCERPT FROM ‘TO DANCE WITH FIREFLIES’
All of a sudden, there they were dancing before her. Audrey had almost forgotten about the magic of fireflies. How could she? How could anyone forget the waltzes, the two-steps, the Charleston’s, the line dances, the beauty and mystery that surrounded every Midwestern summer’s evening? The fields were ablaze with delight, and her eyes were glowing as bright as the lanterns that shined from the millions of fireflies dancing in the Iowa fields. They never seemed to end. Miles and miles, dances and dances, their show went on with a streak here and a bolt there. Into the bushes and out again – no rest at night – fireflies had business to watch over. The sunshine of the day would be their repose. Audrey caught them as a child. She followed them into the bushes as an adolescent. She ignored them as a young adult and even moved away from both of their homes.
How would she relate to the fireflies of Iowa today? The winds that blew through her life between yesterday and her life today were strands of memory cohesively held by her perceptions of a world that was, and the island she had fashioned. She imagined the winds calm, the past as settled, and the fields standing silent in their vigil.
However, for Audrey Benway, the winds were kicking up, and fireflies were dancing all around her.
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So proud of my mother, Mary Kepler, who continues to work at The Wynn Las Vegas in the staff store some 32 hours per week. Read all about her in the article that appeared in the Las Vegas Sun and on line on September 1, 2012.
Mom, you are amazing and my inspiration. My parents moved from Iowa Falls, Iowa to Las Vegas in 1986.
Tim and I are celebrating our 45th wedding anniversary on August 27th. This is the backside of our party invitation. I wish I could show you the front but I can’t right now. You see, we are having a dual party: our anniversary along with a baby shower for our beautiful, darling, perfect, granddaughter who is being adopted. Because the adoption is not complete, I cannot post pictures of the most adorable six-month old on my blog. Just wait until she is fully a part of our family. Her smile will melt your heart.
As for our anniversary of 45 years, our two little dogs reminded me that perhaps we should celebrate in dog years. That makes Tim and me celebrating 315 years of married bliss. Where did they all go!
Enjoy these collages from “An Evening with Dave Rice.” A great deal of money was raised for The Dave Rice Foundation with proceeds going to the UNLV Center for Autism.
An Evening with Dave Rice, UNLV Runnin’ Rebels Head Basketball Coach is taking place on May 4, 2012 at the Palms, Las Vegas, NV. This special evening will include celebrities, an auction, dinner, and presentation of the Armon Gilliam Award. What an evening and all of the proceeds support the Dave Rice Foundation & UNLV Center for Autism Spectrum. My husband and I will be there.
My husband, Tim, has brought home an Easter Lily to me every Good Friday for the past 44 years. This year, he didn’t bring one home to me. Instead, Tim took me and together we picked out the perfect lily for the middle of our table. It has plenty of buds to bloom ~ just as our love always has. It’s like a kiss from an Easter Lily. Happy Easter.
May the daffodils of spring always smile on you.
When we got to her home and she exited the car, a bit more stressed than usual, she simply said with a chuckle, ”You’d think I was an old lady.”
My mother is 87 years young. She continues to work full time at the Five Star Wynn Resort on the Las Vegas Strip. She is known as Grandma Mary in the employee gift shop. She has NEVER been late for work. Has won employee awards, and greets each customer as if he/she were her first.
Live your life and forget your age.
~ Norman Vincent Peale ~
I think he knew my mom, Mary Kepler
My husband, Tim, is a member of the Las Vegas Metropolitan Volunteer Police Department. They were named the #1 volunteer police department in the United States for 2011. That is Sharon Harding, (bottom left photo) holding the trophy, along with Capt. Maczala, from L.V. Metro, and Earl Beach, director of Metro volunteers at McCarran Airport.
Year-end stats for the McCarran Metro Volunteers are staggering with 3375 shifts and 163,509 public or department assists! Total hours these men and women volunteered at McCarran airport totaled 18,983. That is just for McCarran. Metro Volunteers assist the public all over the Las Vegas Valley in various positions. We can all be proud and grateful for their dedication and time.
When you’re traveling in or out of McCarran Airport and see a YELLOW SHIRT, ask a Volunteer or just say, “Hi.” They’re there to assist YOU because they care.