Tag Archives: memories
CHANCE FOR HAPPINESS?
“Oh, please Hun, let’s buy it,” Lydia pleaded. Hun gave a loving but somewhat derisive chuckle. “Oh, I can see it now. The first time we have had money to invest, and you want this!” “I can see Luke and … Continue reading
DADDY WAS NO WHINER
(Given the current Bloomberg dust up, the following re-post seems timely. With thanks and appreciation to my daddy/farmer. In the picture are some of my daddy’s brothers. The near one on the right looks like daddy, but my daddy had … Continue reading
LET’S CHAT
Let’s chat about downsizing. I invited some friends over for lunch last week. As I set the table for three, I considered downsizing where it really hurts. Sixty years ago having lunch together meant husbands and kids also. Fourteen of … Continue reading
WHAT WILL THE WHISTLE SAY TODAY?
Feeling chilly Fran put the teapot on and went back to her warm bed. Six years ago Jim bought the whistling teapot. They lay in bed many mornings fitting words to the rhythm of its whistle. Silly things, kiddie things. … Continue reading
HEART STRINGS – Part 2
To my Children from Decades Past: It is comforting to believe some of you remember me. Teachers have egos too. As I said in Part 1, I remember also. I wish it were not so but I admit to remembering … Continue reading
HEART STRINGS – Part 1
School has started. Does a teacher ever not take notice of that fact as the Septembers roll along? The following blog was posted three years ago. Join me in my memories. ************ To my Children in Decades Past: What a … Continue reading
THE HUMPTY TRUCK
The Humpty Truck has been retired at age 55. I took it to the Mustang Museum where it looks like he will have a safe and enjoyable life among other toys with similar tastes, values, and memories. Humpty was thirty-five … Continue reading
FEELING BITTERSWEET
I’m having another birthday soon. So being nostalgic. FEELING BITTERSWEET Wearing sack dresses and platform shoes Reading Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew Feeling bittersweet. Singing “How Much is That Doggie in the Window” Seeing Lassie fight bears and leave them … Continue reading
MY BLIND-RING-THING-FLING
During the winter of 2012, I was most near skinny. I had been sick for eight months and lost about seventy pounds. Deciding to live it up a little with my new, rather nice figure, except of course for the … Continue reading
GRANDDAD’S TEARS
(Picture is my granddad and grandma. I’ll tell you about Grandma’s bonnet … Continue reading
