AS WAS HIS CUSTOM… YOURS?

HE WENT TO THE SYNAGOGUE, AS WAS HIS CUSTOM…. When I was a young girl, I was asked to baby sit for my infant nephew one evening while my sister and her husband went out for awhile. The baby had a cold and my sister’s instructions were to give him a spoon full of cough […]

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WHATEVER HAPPENED TO RANDOLPH SCOTT?

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.

LIFE AT HIDDEN MEADOWS FARM

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 […]

LIFE IS LIKE A DREAM

Ahead  were only dreary, boring days and years of waiting to get “old.”  There was nothing new to do nor places to see or ROADS to travel.

DOORWAY TO MY MEMORIES

The view was recalling a MEMORY.
 It was taking me back
to a time in my life
of great happiness and joy.

WHERE THERE IS SADNESS, JOY

She began to talk to me of times of JOY. She spoke of happy things and times and places. 
Upon leaving, I said,
”See you when you come home”.
“Ok honey”, she said