It rests in my herb garden, a memory stone, reminding me of where it came from and the reason it is here. It’s a reminder of a time past–a slower, quieter time when life was different from the way life is now. It brings memories of the strong, good people who owned the farm where […]
Aug 30, 2020
Shelling Corn
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My mother, Susie Latty Day, told me this story about a fun time during her childhood. The year was around 1918. These are her words. One chore we always enjoyed was shelling corn to be taken to the grist mill and ground into meal. At supper, Papa would announce that we had to shell corn […]
Aug 21, 2020
Remembering Dad
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Today is my dad’s birthday. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and in my books. Only, he wasn’t called by his name, Bob Day, rather, he showed up here and there as admirable traits in male characters, especially the heroes, because that’s what he was– my hero. I can’t resist mixing a little […]
Aug 10, 2020
That’s America to Me
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My grandparents once owned a store and lived in a house across the road. The house and store are gone now, but the memories of it still survive. I remember being in it as a child and it seemed awfully big, dark, and exciting. The candy counter and the bright-colored sweets with the scales my […]
Aug 5, 2020
A Trip Back
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I’m actually writing this Tuesday evening. I’ll publish it Wednesday morning, August 5. It’s really quiet here now and it’s very nearly lonely. It’s at such times that I take a trip back in memory, to a time a hundred or more years ago. In my mind, I go to the small community of Etta […]
Jul 26, 2020
The Constitution
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Instead of writing a blog post this morning, I recommend reading the Constitution of the United States of America. If you don’t have a copy, you can find it here: Printable copy of the Constitution
