Tell Me Why I wonder about lots of things. “Why” is always on the tip of my tongue. So, bear with me in this morning’s ramble. I go from absurd to serious in the blink of an eye! One thing I’ve wondered about is the placement of garages on newer houses. About ninety-per cent of the […]
Jun 23, 2018
The Dying Wish of a Murdered Man
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Oklahoma and Arkansas have interesting, sometimes violent or tragic histories. As my niece, two brothers, sister-in-law and I explored parts of the two states, we found fascinating clues to the past. I don’t know how some folk find history dull or dusty and not relevant. It is part of where we are today and how […]
Jun 22, 2018
The Fly Who Came to Stay
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The Fly Who Came to Stay by Blanche Day Manos, who takes full responsibility for this goofy piece In my neck of the woods, everything gets ornery in the summertime. Critters, humans, even bugs are easy riled. There’s nothing like the heat of a white-orange sun blazing down from a copper-colored sky to make […]
Jun 19, 2018
And That’s the Way It Is
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Good morning. Coffee is perked and Nemo and I are about to go sit on the deck while it’s cool. Today will be another warm one. My Minnesota people are enduring the heat and thankful for air conditioning. How did we do this when I was a child and we had no air conditioning except […]
Jun 17, 2018
My Dad, My Rock
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His character was as solid as the Rock of Gibraltar. He was stubborn and he could be stern. He didn’t talk an awfully lot but he had a keen sense of humor and liked a good joke. And whatever he said, I knew was the truth. The whole world might be wrong, but not my […]
Jun 15, 2018
But Why Is the Sky Blue?
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Just Wonderin’… …what would happen, if, when faced with a dilemma, I suddenly started laughing? …when someone says or does something rude, what would happen if I smiled and said, “God bless you”? …why the telemarketer hung up when I started singing “May the Good Lord Bless and Keep You?” …why I get […]
