Why I Love Watergate Salad

Is it the marshmallows or the memories?

Andy Spears

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Photo by Jennifer Lim-Tamkican on Unsplash

The red brick church sat facing the winding road, a steeple and white cross on top.

If you are standing on the road, looking at the church entrance, you see a small pond to the left and as your eyes go up the steep hill, you see an old stone building.

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Andy Spears

Writer and policy advocate living in Nashville, TN —Public Policy Ph.D. — writes on education policy, consumer affairs, and more . . .