The following story is an excerpt from The Heritage of Etta Bend, a story my mother told me about her childhood in northeast Oklahoma. The “I” is my mother, Susie Latty Day. Mom told me this story and I wrote it to be included in The Heritage of Etta Bend in 1989. It was spring, […]
Mar 30, 2023
A Long Time Ago
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As twilight slips in and throws long shadows across the lawn, I’m reminded of how days ended a long time ago when I was a child. At the same time each evening, the cows would amble across the pasture toward the barn. It was milking time. Mom would have supper on the stove and Dad […]
Mar 28, 2023
My Grandfather’s Barn
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My Grandfather’s Barn My grandfather’s barn leans to the south, The weathered old logs are gray. The tin roof is rusted and dented and busted; The wind blew the doors away. But once that barn, filled with freshly-mown hay, Was a dark, sweet-smelling retreat. The straw in the loft was wonderfully soft, A hideaway, […]
Mar 17, 2023
The Leprechaun’s Gold
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One soft and misty morning, on a day so fine and rare, My heart felt light as birdsong, without one single care. As I strode through the heather into a forest tall, I heard somebody singing in a voice exceeding small. Now, who is that, I wondered, as I looked all around, And tiptoed toward […]
Mar 6, 2023
Where Were We?
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Come with me for a trip into history and delve into a 1921 issue of The Etude, Presser’s Musical Magazine. I’m not sure where I bought this magazine but it’s fascinating because it’s from a much different era of America. Woodrow Wilson was President that year; that is, until March 4 when Warren G. Harding […]
