The following is from my book about my mother’s life as a girl at Etta Bend, Cherokee County, Oklahoma. The words are hers, Susie Latty Day’s: In the fall come rare, sparkling days that are warm and bright, with very little wind, a day when natures seems to savor the last remnants of summer. Spider webs […]
Sep 3, 2014
One Faded Road
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The other day, I happened to be in an area that contained a lot of history: a house that was once the hub of a community, beautiful, old trees that had looked down on violent actions and peaceful scenes, and the remains of a very old road that once led to Tahlequah. This track led […]
Aug 24, 2014
A Page from the Past
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Most distances are counted in miles but the trip I took yesterday was not in miles but it was backward in years; well over a hundred of them. Richard and Linda asked me to accompany them to a scenic spot over in the great state of Oklahoma. I’d like to tell you a little about it. The […]
Aug 21, 2014
Remembering Daddy
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My brother Richard and I were talking about him only last night; today is our dad’s birthday. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and in my books. Only in the four mysteries, he wasn’t called by his name, Bob Day, rather, he showed up here and there as admirable traits in male characters, […]
Aug 5, 2014
Memories
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A wonderful, cool morning. It’s great to have a pleasant summer, and a pleasant August. I remember August days when I was a child. I remember running barefoot through tickly grass, walking through dusty places and feeling warm dust puff up between my toes, dancing quickly over rocks that were too hot for lingering. Summers seemed to be […]
Jul 15, 2014
A Whisper in the Wind
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My dear cousin Brian sent me copies of articles he had found which first appeared in a Tahlequah newspaper in 1913. What treasures! News from county communities included quite a few items from Etta. At that time, my mother was seven years old. It was a glimpse into life a hundred years ago. A hundred […]
