What are the good ole days? How far back do you need to go to give them this title? I have to say that the good ole days to me incorporate strong feelings of happiness, contentment, and well-being. If you trust that the Lord is in control then every day Read more…
Okay, I’m going to be honest here. I am a social media dummy. I have no clue what is going on with Facebook. My Webmaster told me that to get my website out there it would be good to get on Facebook. So here I am, but then I also Read more…
Only a blur of movement caught her eye as people scurried about. The rhythmic thump of the huge people-lift echoed through the massive room. It sounded like a heartbeat, steady and strong. Throughout the day, she felt herself sync up with the machine as it rotated its clamshell pods in Read more…
How many of you have dreams that stick with you for days? Can you remember some dreams years later? My mom, Charlene says she doesn’t dream but does she dream and just not remember them? I’ve had several dreams in my youth that I can remember what they were about Read more…
My earliest toy that I can remember was a stick. I could use it to draw a line in the sand or straddle it and gallop off into the sunset. When my younger brother, Jean, got old enough, to play with it was still with sticks and sand. However, he Read more…
Military life meant moving every year from one Army fort to another. This year, however, the destination was different. There were no forts in Wichita Kansas, just Dad’s brothers. Orders for Vietnam came through and Dad wanted us close to relatives just in case. At twelve years old, I didn’t Read more…
Before I start posting my Dad’s stories, I would like you to get to know who he was. He was born in 1924 and was one of six boys. Bless my grandmother for what she had to put up with. He moved around from town to town as his father, Read more…
That is the question isn’t it? Where do I want to begin this journey of blogging? I guess it’s been around eight years ago when I started writing my stories. Many have asked what made you want to write a book? I have to be honest. I don’t know. I’ve Read more…
Zip a dee do da, Zip a dee ay, My oh my, what a wonderful day, Blog challenge is over, I’ve nothing to say, Zip a dee do da zip a dee ay. My first attempt on a zip line was a hum dinger. My husband and I took Read more…
I was four months pregnant with my second child when we took our first trip to Yellowstone. It doesn’t sound bad except I looked closer to full term. All my boys were born four to five weeks early, but I didn’t know that until after the third one. My oldest Read more…