Memories In Print
posted 9 months ago | 3 comments
Yes, I guess you could call my dad a collector. But it seems he collected the oddest things. He collected books. Not all books, only certain ones. It started years ago when I was a small child. My father loved reading, but was so exhausted at the ...
Playing hookie
posted 9 months ago, updated about 9 hours later | 0 comments
Playing Hookie...
Yesterday I played hookie. If you have ever been presented with a perfectly lovely day, enough gas in your car, and no desire to go home, you'll probably know what I mean. In this day and age, it might be a bit foolish to just ...
Yesterday I played hookie. If you have ever been presented with a perfectly lovely day, enough gas in your car, and no desire to go home, you'll probably know what I mean. In this day and age, it might be a bit foolish to just ...
Memories...
posted 9 months ago | 0 comments
My dad was an avid fisherman. He loved anything having to do with the outdoors, but especially fishing. I remember lots of backpacking and canoeing trips, but my favorite was the last one we ever enjoyed together. He was already retired by then, a...
A Holiday for Joey Pt.1
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
A Holiday for Joey
Joey was smiling and cooing at the scene outside the window. Snow was coming down softly in large, wet flakes. His mother, Lindsey Masters, had pushed his chair closer so that he could watch this early sign of winter. There ha...
Joey was smiling and cooing at the scene outside the window. Snow was coming down softly in large, wet flakes. His mother, Lindsey Masters, had pushed his chair closer so that he could watch this early sign of winter. There ha...
A Holiday for Joey Pt. 2
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
When they were finished writing, they folded their letter carefully and asked their grandma for an envelope to mail it in. Lindsey's mother Margaret, was busy putting Joey to bed, so she told the girls to put the letter in her apron pocket, and sh...
Where Were We....
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
I can't even begin to imagine the fear and shock gripping those ones who were close to that horrible scene seven years ago. My personal recollection is of it being just another morning, like any other. I had turned on the T.V. so that I could list...
A New North
posted about 1 year ago | 2 comments
A New North
I have always thought of myself as having a good sense of direction, but it wasn't until about a year and a half ago, when encountering a near brush with death, that I began to question that. I began to see just how fragile our lives...
I have always thought of myself as having a good sense of direction, but it wasn't until about a year and a half ago, when encountering a near brush with death, that I began to question that. I began to see just how fragile our lives...
The Roscoe Tales...Cake Anyone?
posted about 1 year ago, updated 3 months later | 1 comment
My sister Kathy had been engaged for over a year, and now that her husband-to-be, Frank Thompson, had finally found work, they didn't want to wait any longer for their wedding. When Mom and Dad offered to have a family wedding and a party right he...
A Starry, Starry Night...
posted about 1 year ago | 9 comments
I did something a few nights ago that I hadn't done in years. It was rather late when I got back from spending the evening at my mother's, but my grandson Nick, who had gone with me, was still wide awake. Instead of going inside, he and I linge...
The Roscoe Tales...I Wonder...
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
I have always wondered about some cats' ability to know things. Not just to know in the ordinary sense, but to be able to know things they should have had no way of knowing. Most cats are pretty inteligent, but some, like Roscoe, went far beyon...
