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Remembering cowboy commandments and glowing campfire perfection

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Remember the good old days of the cowboy commandments?
It seems like such a long time ago when every child wanted to be a cowboy who stood up for all that was good, honorable and right.

Writing, and living, in the dark

Thursday, January 13, 2005

This past week has been a week of challenges.
A chilly rain was falling when we went to bed on Wednesday night.

Dark, chilly Christmas memories

Thursday, January 6, 2005

Winter’s blasts of snow and ice tickle the fancy of some while creating for others extreme hard work for hours on end, along with nightmarish challenges that cannot be resolved overnight.

Life in 1904: Dying at 47, 4-cent sugar

Thursday, December 30, 2004

As we close out the year, it is interesting to look back on what life was like 100 years ago.
In the year 1904, according to an interesting fact sheet, the average life expectancy in the United States was 47 years.

The days of old seem perfect

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Reading this Christmas book of personal stories collected by President Carter prompted many memories shared by my father over the years.

Book reminds us good overpowers evil

Thursday, December 16, 2004

It has been said that much can be determined about the character of a man by studying the way he treats animals.

Nothing like a 3-year-old spark plug

Thursday, December 9, 2004

It was a gray and dreary morning. Not much happening. Not much to spark the day. Until the phone rang.

Getting a ‘license’ for independence

Thursday, December 2, 2004

My daughter Caroline is putting her driver’s permit to good use, always asking if there is any place I need to go, ever willing to drive me.

As things go down, look to ridge tops

Thursday, November 25, 2004

Just this past week, I once again had a meeting with school officials regarding Cort’s on-going struggle with his health and how that pertains to his education.

Staring down the mouse that roared

Thursday, November 18, 2004

I am decidedly a country girl from way back, but I confess to one odd trait that makes me look like a city kid in the biggest way.

Listening is more than just hearing

Thursday, November 11, 2004

“You often think that if you listen to what other people or situations require, you are being passive, even subordinate.

We’re gonna need a big combine

Thursday, November 4, 2004

There is nothing quite so delightful as a child at play, imagination at full mast, evoking our own childhood past.

Program enriched many lives

Thursday, October 21, 2004

One of the most interesting segments of time in American history is one that few youth of today know anything about.

Looking around, the skyline changes

Thursday, October 14, 2004

“Why do we love to gaze on the blue canopy of the summer sky, the many-colored flowers of the spring, the beautiful faces of innocent children? Why do we love to listen to the symphony of the orchestra, the music of the mountain wind playing with the pine trees, the mighty voice of lonely waterfalls?
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Sharing memories of first rural radio

Thursday, October 7, 2004

“When we were kids on the farm, long before the days of rural electrification, we owned a battery-powered Philco radio.

Doesn’t federal deficit worry anyone?

Thursday, September 30, 2004

“The U.S. Congress, which never ceases to be amazing, recently voted to give the Pentagon $11 billion more than it had asked for.

Sweat equity pays off at county fair

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Our county fair, among the very last in the state to open each year, is under way.
The timing of this fair delights many, as they can select their very best produce to enter for 4-H and open class judging, and cattle and hogs are given just a little extra time to reach as close to perfection as possible.

Are all the choices really necessary?

Thursday, September 16, 2004

“I have finally figured out what is wrong with everything. There is too much of it. I mean by that that there is too much of every single thing that one could possibly want or need except time, money, good plumbers, and people who say thank you when you hold open a door for them.

A friend battles next hurricane

Thursday, September 9, 2004

The swirling hurricane season keeps pounding away, and everyone I’ve talked to in recent days is concerned about friends and family living in the southeast.

Imaginations keep farm kids busy

Thursday, September 2, 2004

“Some days, we would simply walk the fields and stroll the woods just for enjoyment. It seemed we didn’t really need a good reason, but sometimes we would offer to check the north fence or insist upon checking to see if the latest storm knocked any trees about in the back woods.

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