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My Bio . . .
. Pam Powers Moore was born in Buckhannon,
West Virginia where she attended local schools and graduated from Fairmont State University in Fairmont, West Virginia. She
has distinguished herself with a successful career in Business Administration; as well as her accomplishments in many other
areas, to include music, literary arts, and public speaking. Pam is a devoted wife, mother and grandmother, and together
with her husband, has extended her heart and home to other children who she lovingly refers to as her "family by heart".
Pam has written numerous poems, songs and short stories; as well as her first
published literary accomplishment, Sweet
Song. Her book was inspired by God, after the death of her
father and is receiving great reviews from all who read it. Sweet Song offers the reader a candid, heartfelt, sometimes humorous autobiographical sketch
of her life, while at the same time encompassing the characteristics of God and the faith that has kept her strong.
Pam has an awesome appreciation for life and will be the first to tell you that although there are many things that are important, when it’s all said and done, God, family and love is really all there is. . . . . * I have
taken excerpts from my autobiography Sweet Song (Copyright 2006), to compose my biography. .
. "Colonel
Potter, M*A*S*H*, once said, "I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich". I grew up in a
family of six children, and was blessed to have the love of both my mother and father. Dad was a coal miner by day and
mentor by night. Although he didn't make much money, dad and mom managed well with what they had, and I never realized until
much later, just how little they actually lived on. Dad earned a mere .25 per hour, yet what they lacked in wealth,
they made up for in love, and if we were less than rich, I never knew it." [Chapter 2] "My mother was the proverbial June Cleaver and like so many TV mothers, her goal in life was to make sure she raised her children to become strong, well-grounded, adults. We were taught right from wrong, and we knew the difference. But if by chance we forgot, Dad was always there to remind us. We had breakfast each morning before school, freshly packed lunches delivered with love as we walked out the door, and no matter what the day held for us, we always knew we would have the wonderful aroma of mom's homemade cooking when we got home each evening." [Chapter 3] "My parents' house was within walking distance of my grandparents, so when I felt like running away from home, I didn't have far to go. They were special, Christian people and I was blessed to have their influence in my life. My grandparents were all about family, and next to God, it was the most important thing in their lives. My mother was the eighth of nine children, and on Sunday afternoons, the families would gather at my grandparents' house to enjoy dinner and each other's company. And if that wasn't special enough, holidays were even better. Fourth of July, Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas; each one was something to look forward to, and a memory to treasure". [Chapter 4] "Growing up in a small, rural community in central West Virginia, the knowledge that there is a Supreme Power, the Almighty, was a fact of life. It permeated our homes, our schools, our very being. There was never a shortage of people who would openly tell you about God and their relationship with Him; but more importantly, they didn't have to. It was a way of life. It was evidenced not only by the handshake you received as you entered church on Sunday morning, but by the caring smile and the love we were shown every day of our lives. I learned early on that it's not nearly as important to talk your faith, as it is to live it, and I had a wonderful role-model to guide my way. My grandmother instilled in me the age-old philosophy that my life might be the only Bible some people read, and just as surely as God has sent people into my life, He has also given me ample opportunity to witness and share His love." [Introduction] I grew up singing in my local church from the time I was five years old, and gave my life to God at the early age of 13. I always enjoyed going to Sunday School and had an unquenchable thirst for the Word of God. I took part in church youth group activities, and began teaching Sunday School at the age of 17. Since that time, I have graduated from college, married and raised two daughters, and am blessed to have three grandchildren and eight "grandchildren by heart" from two young men who I helped raise along the way. Through the years I have continued to be close to my parents and the rest of my family, and was devastated at the loss of my father in May, 2006. "For a woman who had been strong and in control, I was as a child groping to find my way. Dad's death catapulted me into a great discovery of self and a spiritual journey that until a few short months ago, I would never have dreamed possible. God has been with me every step of the way, and as we take this journey together, I am finding a peace and inner strength I have never known." [Chapter 1] I have no doubt that my dad is home with God, and have the assurance that one day he and I will be reunited. My life has been full; and, although I have had my share of heartache and struggles, I have also had joy... the joy that comes from an underlying faith in God and knowing He is always present to guide and lead me through whatever lays before me. I believe that God has our lives in His hands, and even in the darkest, most solemn times of our lives, He is there in the midst of it. He can turn our sorrows into joy, and transform our greatest trials into our most cherished blessings. "Who and what is God? He is the Beginning, the End, and Everything in between. He is the source of my being, but above all, He is my Friend." [Introduction] *Excerpt from my book Sweet Song (Copyright 2006). |
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~ Maggie Karickhoff (My Grandmother)