The first thing I do each morning is make a pot of coffee. Some of my fondest memories center around cups of coffee and the people who brewed them. I guess a person’s mother is always the yardstick by which everything else is measured, but really, my mother could make the most excellent coffee. I’ve […]
Jul 12, 2023
Musical Sunday
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Sundays with family are the best and Sunday, my whole family was together with me for lunch. Then, after lunch, Matt, Nathan, and I had a music session. The boys played guitar accompaniment and I sang. Yes, I did. I sang an oldie but goodie, The Tennessee Waltz. They sounded great. Me? Not so much, […]
Jul 7, 2023
A Land of Many Springs
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My mother was born in 1906. She had many memories of Cherokee County, the way it was when she was a child. One of the things she remembered was the abundance of fresh, clean water. These are her words, her story as she told it to me: Green country used to be a land of […]
Mar 30, 2023
A Long Time Ago
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As twilight slips in and throws long shadows across the lawn, I’m reminded of how days ended a long time ago when I was a child. At the same time each evening, the cows would amble across the pasture toward the barn. It was milking time. Mom would have supper on the stove and Dad […]
Mar 8, 2023
A Special Birthday
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Today would have been my sister Helen’s birthday. I wish she were here to celebrate, but even though she isn’t here, she left lasting memories for those who loved her. Never did my sister say she was bored; she didn’t have time to be bored. Always busy, dust and dirt found no refuge when Helen […]
Nov 3, 2022
Time Travel
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Time travel is a reality within the pages of my shabby old address book. This book is well on its way to becoming an antique with a shining amount of provenance. Memories! It holds memories and a record of lives lived. For example, my son decorated several of those dog-eared and ragged pages with scribbles […]
