Sunlight warms the old railroad ties that hold up my mailbox. One of these days, those strong, square pieces of wood will tumble down, and they look pretty disreputable now, but I like them. They are weathered and rugged, they’ve had an interesting past, and even though their original usefulness is gone, they still have […]
Aug 23, 2021
Summer Memories
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These August days begin with a still, cool morning. Other days, other Augusts come to mind. 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. […]
Jun 11, 2021
Back to Bethel
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It was not a church building. It was a schoolhouse. As I remember, it was painted white. There may have been a dividing curtain inside the house so that when school was in session, the teacher of the early grades could separate her classroom from the teacher and children of the upper grades. A schoolhouse […]
Apr 3, 2021
Mama’s Story of the Easter Egg Tree
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The following story is an excerpt from The Heritage of Etta Bend, a story my mother told me about her childhood in northeast Oklahoma. The “I” is my mother, Susie Latty Day. Mom told me this story and I wrote it to be included in The Heritage of Etta Bend in 1989. It was spring, […]
Dec 26, 2020
Come and Gone
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Christmas 2020 has come and gone. For months, everything has been building up to this one special date on the calendar. When it is in the past, there seems to be a let-down. Perhaps I should use this time post-Christmas to reflect on the Day and its meaning. Of course, first and foremost, Christmas is […]
