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About Fredda Jones

From the time I was just a child, I could lose myself on my grandparents' sprawling front porch, curled up in their porch swing. With the scent of roses in the air and the flutter of the flag in the breeze, I was protected, free to think little-girl thoughts and build little-girl castles in the air. Add a friend to the swing, and we could solve each and every one of our little-girl problems from that old swing. Today, I still find that there is nothing quite like a porch swing and a good friend for restoring order to an otherwise chaotic world. So grab a cup of coffee and come on over, join me in the swing, and let's talk it over.