The Train Whistle

I’ve been wanting to write this for some time. I have tried to put it into words orally, but they just couldn’t come out right. This time I feel I have put my feelings down in understandable words and phrases. One evening Charlene and I were taking our usual walk Read more…

Army Life

Preface: Dad was considered a lifer. He was in the Army Air Corp and flew 30 missions over Germany in WWII. Then when they split into Air Force and Army, Dad went with the Army. He was deployed to the war in Korea and later in the late 60’s to Read more…

Toys

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…

About Dad

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…