A lesson about the love of raising sheep
When I was a toddler, my maternal grandfather decided his four little granddaughters needed the experience of bottle feeding a lamb.
Children in the 1960s were disciplined
Childhood television shows and values have all changed — significantly.
Striving for unity gives us strength
Johnny, who so easily could have turned a blind eye to this wounded soul, instead determined he would take the freshman under his wing.
Farming must use wits to win the day
The year in the life of a farmer has always felt a bit like the hard climb to a summit, alone, without the benefit of a team of cohorts helping with the challenging ascent.
Reminiscing over Christmas traditions
From square dancing to singing, Christmas was a time for tradition.
Happy memories never fade away
One of my happiest holiday memories is now fading for me, but it is still there in an old movie-reel, lovely sort of way.
What’s in a name? Everything!
There is no venue more inviting for a gaggle of girls than a big old farm with a constantly changing cast of characters.
Life happens, no matter our plans
With the re-setting of the clocks to standard time comes a darkness that plays right in to the hand of the changing calendar.
Growing up in a world unlike today
While many in the 1950s and ‘60s were drawn to take a turn as a wild west cowboy, many of my memories involve ‘playing house,’ my older sisters telling me what to do and say.
Farm boys always know where their dad is
When you're looking for dad, ask your farm boy.
