What to do with an eight-year-old boy? We were on, what they call vacation. Our family and my Aunt Elsie drove from California all the way to Oklahoma. My dad, mom, older brother, youngest sister, and myself rumbled through the heat and dust storms in order to visit kinfolk in Oklahoma. Never mind they inContinue reading “Our vacation summer 1952.”
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On the fly.
Sheba, my secret spouse in witness protection, had the brilliant idea to leave the front door open during a power outage last night. Certainly with the hopes of cooling down the house while the air conditioner was not working. However, while with an open-door policy, in came a sortie of buzzing flies. Buzzing, dive bombing,Continue reading “On the fly.”
Chuck the Blogger Guy 