Tag Archives: memories
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ONE AND ALL
Just make me happy. Give me a guppy, a birthstone ring… a perky teacup, that sort of thing. I prefer Joy. A mature kind of happiness, a grandchild, security, …an old man who has been loyal to me. I’ve been … Continue reading
A VALUEABLE DOLL … WORTH ALMOST NOTHING EXCEPT JOY
Back then, when? I don’t remember but possible 23 to 25 years ago, three sisters entered a Duckwall’s Variety Store in Hugoton, Kansas. And came out with some dolls. One of which is shown above as she looks today in … Continue reading
COLLAR
I found a collar in my old trunk of stuff. Took a picture. See it above? Obviously I didn’t starch and iron it like I did in the fifties. I don’t know where this collar came from but it sent … Continue reading
HOME ON THE FARM
The following selection is from a Facebook status written by my nephew, Teral Crawford. Teral retired last month. How the years have flown by! Enjoy his memories of the kind of life my mom and dad provided. What’s on my … Continue reading
MEET MY BROTHER – CLYDE RODGERS
Come let us reason together, I say. I am eighty-seven years old; Clyde was eighty-five. Reason will tell you I knew him for all his days. Longer than anyone here. Right? Of course. So I also knew the eighty-five year … Continue reading
THE TEAPOT CURSE
Funny Story, no spiritual significance unless I am gossiping. Hope not. Don’t think so since you have absolutely no idea who this story is about. Neither do I know her; I don’t think I ever knew her name. I did … Continue reading
I’M OLDER THAN … FITTED SHEETS!
I have rid myself of many bed linens. Although I almost always strip the bed, wash and dry the sheets and remake the bed on the same day, I was careful to keep an extra pair of sheets just in … Continue reading
THAT DRIVES ME TO DRINK
I made a reservation to have my fingernails done. Noon tomorrow? Okay, fine. About 15 minutes later I got a call asking if I could come in at 4:00 today. Okay, fine. I arrived on time. The place was full … Continue reading
A LASTING GIFT
MOST OF YOU can’t go with me in time back to 1949, the date of the picture in the middle top. I don’t remember the guy in the picture; that has no importance. I am looking to see if I … Continue reading
HOUSE OF AN OLD WOMAN
Just making my way from room to room and finding albums, pictures, scrapbooks, memorabilia lying around all over the place, I’m thinking “I declare if this weren’t my house, I’d think an old woman lived here.” Ta Da, I’m off … Continue reading
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