Category: Memories

As often happens in life, my future was unknown.  I couldn’t have imagined at the age of 50, I would become the owner and operator of Mary Anne’s Hallmark Shoppe.


1964 – It should be of increasing concern to America at large that we are becoming hopelessly addicted to the output of the beckoning television networks. I, for one, have resisted the temptation mightily.

My husband and I were standing at our living room window, watching a man walking down the distant road. The man lived nearby in a broken down house.  Every day he walked two miles to a neighborhood bar where he spent his time.

   The OLD SHEPHERD’S Barn The SHEPHERD Called Them Home  The quaint old man in knee high boots prepared to call them in.   “Get behind the barn,” he said. “If they see you they won’t come.” “How many sheep?” I asked.  “‘Bout 300, lambs ‘n all,” he replied.  Now, gesturing toward distant fields, no […]

Sometimes This Old Farm Feels Like A Long Lost FRIEND It’s always good to be back home again. Married four years in 1959, living on the lakeshore with a toddler of three and an infant of six months, we began to look for another,  safer, and perhaps more FRIENDLY  place to live. Safer was my […]

2018 ANOTHER SAD ANNIVERSARY OF REMEMBERING…. Watching programs on television..seeing re-runs of the videos…towers in smoke and flames..people standing in disbelief, not knowing what to think about what they were seeing or what to do at the moment… Stand?  Run?  Where should I go? Is it real? What is happening? Devastation. It seems like only […]