As I get older and the people around me get older, I have found that people are more willing to share personal thoughts and memories from their lives. There are a lot of people who have passed on from this life that I wish I could sit down with and have a conversation. Time isContinue reading “Train whistles brings back memories of 8/22/1959”
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The world seems smaller to me at times.
You know how when you are looking for something on the internet and one things leads you to another thing. Then before you know it your off searching something else that has nothing to do with the first thing. That’s sort of what the human brain is like when it comes to memories. If youContinue reading “The world seems smaller to me at times.”
I wasn’t always quiet and shy.
I took a boy parking one time. Yes me. I think it was the summer right after I graduated from high school, but I’m not sure. I had a lot of fun that summer. I had no cares, no responsibilities. I was just having fun. I didn’t take anything too serious. I was at thatContinue reading “I wasn’t always quiet and shy.”
You never know where the thoughts will take you…..
The house that I grew up in and the one my mother still lives in was purchased in April of 1963. I was born at the end of December 1961. So I was about 16 months old. But in my minds eye I can still see the kitchen of the house we lived in beforeContinue reading “You never know where the thoughts will take you…..”
Mother’s Day Musings
Today is Mother’s Day. We celebrate our own moms and moms everywhere. I have a great mom. She loves her family, my sister and me, and she certainly is a proud grandmother as well. She isn’t perfect. But she is a true friend, a good listener, and is always fair in all she does. SheContinue reading “Mother’s Day Musings”
Peas in Roanoke
One year, I can’t quite remember when, but I was in elementary school, my dad planted about half an acre of blackeyed peas. It may not have been that much.. But it was at least a quarter acre. Why he did this I don’t know. I wish I could ask him. What we did withContinue reading “Peas in Roanoke”