In a time when children did not just disappear, one did. It was December 9, 1961 when 11-year-old Andy Sims went outside to play. It…
In a time when children did not just disappear, one did. It was December 9, 1961 when 11-year-old Andy Sims went outside to play. It…
I have always liked this poem…whoever She is, for one moment in time, she is very special indeed. It doesn’t really matter, that she wasn’t…
All things end, as they must. Those balmy fall nights turn chilly – the competition amps up for the competitors, the ball finally comes to…
Okay, so I usually write funny stuff, it’s just every now and then…do I think the world is ending? Nope not now….So what inspired such…
I would like to thank the Meandering Matriarch for nominating my blog for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. I would like to say that I…
Daddy liked to go outside in the evenings when it was sort of noisy quiet and the sun was beginning to set and the night…
Nashoba was tracking deer along the Wichita River when a snake spooked his horse. Ordinarily he would not have lost his balance, but lately he…
So my sixteen-year-old asked me, “How old were you when you first began to feel old?” This coming from him gave me pause…. “Somewhere after…