Oct 15, 2021
A Staying Kind of Barn
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One spring day many years ago, a farmer decided to build a fine log barn. First, he gathered large stones. He chipped and fitted them together for a firm foundation. The farmer cut many trees, chopped off limbs, and smoothed the trunks. Notch and groove, groove and notch, the logs rose straight and true atop […]
Oct 5, 2021
October’s Sun
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Sunlight warms the old railroad ties that hold up my mailbox. One of these days, those strong, square pieces of wood will tumble down, and they look pretty disreputable now, but I like them. They are weathered and rugged, they’ve had an interesting past, and even though their original usefulness is gone, they still have […]
Sep 9, 2021
An Uncomfortable Post
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This is an un comfortable post because it goes against the popular narrative, the spin that is accepted by busy people, too concerned with real, up to the minute problems to be worried about something that represents a person and an event more than 150 years ago. I could just keep my opinions to myself […]
Aug 31, 2021
Way of Life at Etta Bend
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The following story is from my mother’s book, Remembering Etta Bend. These are the words of Susie Latty, who, much later, became my mom. This would have been around 1918. Most of the things we used were homemade and they had to last as long as possible. Papa carved his own handles and wood implements […]
