Always a car-sleeper as a young girl, I would awaken to the sound of gravel beneath the tires. To this day, that sound excites me, bringing back memories of simpler times. One week each summer, my twin sister and I were transported to what seemed like a different era and country, although in actuality it was just two hours west of our home. We never knew what our parents did after they dropped us off. It never mattered be...
‘Twas two weeks before Christmas and all through the house,Pieces of cookies sprinkled Grandma’s Christmas blouse.She’d baked tasty recipes for almost a full week,Making Christmas cookies her grandchildren would eat. She sang familiar carols; sugar crystals twinkled in air,Until she called for each cookie, to package itself with care: “Oh, chocolate-covered cherries, up off the baking sheet,Place yourself gently next to t...
32 years ago today at exactly 5:16 pm God blessed me with a beautiful, healthy 6lb. 9oz, 19" long angel. I named my angel Katherine Elizabeth.She was called Katy from the beginning unless she was in trouble, (which wasn't often), then it was her full name. The look on her sweet face when she heard this was comical in the fact that she couldn't believe what she was hearing and would smile innocently and begin batting her e...
The stuffed bear was dearer to the boy than a pet, perhaps dearer than a cousin or sibling. Always, he brought it along to Grandma’s farm.When he snagged it on a barn nail, cotton stuffing erupted. He stared horrified then sprinted to the house, every second critical.“Earl is hurt!” he shrieked. “He’s dying!”Grandma appeared quickly. She pried the bear gently from his fist and carried it to her sewing machine. Within mome...
"Not guilty, Your honor, for how were my reindeer to see the old lady crossing the street!" Santa explained loudly. "But why were they flying so low in the first place!" The lawyer cried out. "That little old lady didn't even suspect after enjoying the holidays with her family, she would become a hit and run victim!" Santa hung his head in shame. Rudolph was sick in bed, and he had to deliver presents without him. The fog...
Someday, I want to be like my grandmother, Lois Fern. She is white, but grew up in the poor black part of a small Illinois town called Gilman. Her dad knew how to extract value from trash, and fix anything that was broken. During the Great Depression, his services were valuable. He established a profitable repair shop. In time, he became the local Chevy dealer. He wasn't an educated man, so he handed the paperwork and acc...
A human in a Christmas mood,Was thinking what he shouldFor Christmas buy for family.So to the shopping mall went heWith hopes quite high and expectationsTo get some early buying inspirations.For brother Jim he bought a bookAbout the voyages of Captain Cook.For little sister Dorothy he bought a globe,While Grandma got a bright red flannel robe.A kitchen scale for his dear Mom,A garish necktie for his roommate Tom.For Dad a...
