In looking at past posts, I’ve noticed several people go to this post about mothers. I’m glad you are interested and thought I’d reprint it here, the day after Thanksgiving 2017. What do Moms have to do with Thanksgiving? A lot! My mother was the greatest influence of my life. I remember Thanksgivings at her […]
Nov 23, 2017
The Mystery of an Enduring Holiday
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I’m glad that important holidays are handed down from generation to generation. I’m so thankful for those traditions that bind us to the folk who have gone before. This is a re-print of a Thanksgiving Day post I wrote a few years ago. That special holiday in November is here. I have heard a rumor […]
Nov 11, 2017
Eleventh Day, Eleventh Month, Eleventh Hour, Armistice
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It has been a long time since the Armistice was signed in 1918. My mother, Susie Latty Day, was a little girl at the time but she remembered it vividly, always, and what a time of rejoicing it was. This was The Great War, the War to End All Wars, the world would be at […]
Oct 9, 2017
Does Monotonous Rhyme With Homogeneous?
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Happy Columbus Day! I know that it is actually October 12, but a decree has gone out to turn Mondays into official government celebration days. Who made the decree? I don’t know. Remember the rhyme we learned in school, “In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue?” Remember the names, the Nina, the Pinta, and […]
Aug 20, 2017
The Eclipse of 1918
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Back in 1992, I published the second book about my mother’s childhood at Etta Bend, Cherokee County, Oklahoma. Mom told me these stories and I was privileged to write them to be published, first of all, in The Tahlequah Daily Press, and then gathered into a couple of books. Mom was the middle child of […]
Jul 14, 2017
A Day Gone By
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Yesterday was a typical Arkansas summer day–hot, with bumble bees in the flowers, birds at the bird bath. The house with its refrigerated air got to be a little much, so I went to the deck to soak up the sun, look at the blue sky above me, and breathe some fresh air. Nemo went […]
