On the Alberta/Montana Border
Saturday, March 1, 2014

My Grandpa Stringam

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My Grandpa as I remember him. With Chris and Jerry.  My Grandpa Stringam was born in 1876, in Holden Utah. He ranched there with his ...
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Friday, February 28, 2014

A Royal Welcome

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Go on. Give it a pull! Life on a ranch is glorious. Open, endless vistas. Fresh air. Time with you family. And endless hours ...
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Thursday, February 27, 2014

Baby, It's Cold Inside

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Okay, I'm still in a poetry mind set . . .   From this spell of cold and  damp , The germs in close formation, tramp, On my res...
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Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Speaking Canadian

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Buddies. Eh? I knew what he was saying. He knew what he was saying. Too bad they weren’t the same thing . . . When I was little, ...
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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

My Hiding Place

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See? Really old! And mysterious! On the Stringam ranch, we had an old garage. Really old. Grampa Stringam old. It was long and si...
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Monday, February 24, 2014

Ranching Country Entertainment

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From the ashes . . . . . . rise the new and improved. Ranch families know how to have fun. And it usually involves dancing. Let me...
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Sunday, February 23, 2014

Old. And Counting

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A poem. Because it's Sunday. And Dad's been telling stories again . . . Daddy. Eighty eight and still counting . . . Great ...
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Saturday, February 22, 2014

Neighbours

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Supplier of kindliness. And food. The Stringam ranch was a large spread situated some twenty miles from the town of Milk River, Alberta...
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Friday, February 21, 2014

Unin'habit'ed Nun

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Sisters Also a Sister In our church, everyone is addressed either as 'Brother' or 'Sister'. It gives a fun, family...
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Thursday, February 20, 2014

Sleeping Through Disaster

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Mark. With his friend. Our family loves root beer. Homemade. And our eldest son can sleep through anything. These two facts are relat...
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Wednesday, February 19, 2014

One Dirty Dish

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For once, he’d listened to his wife, How to ameliorate her life, And he went without delay, To take her on a holiday. But as he ...
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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Coming Home

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In 1973, at the age of nineteen, Husby (to be) departed for France to serve a mission for our church. It was something he had always wa...
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Monday, February 17, 2014

'Bean' There

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You want me to eat what . . .? My Dad always claimed to be allergic to onions. Whenever he ordered any burger, he always asked them t...
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Sunday, February 16, 2014

Mom Spit

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Notice the cute little boys. One with hair. One with . . . cheeks. Ignore the glasses. When I was expecting my second son, I craved anyt...
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Saturday, February 15, 2014

The Great Jam Test

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Mmmmm.  Sweet, tasty stickiness. It categorizes you. Marks your place in the family. Even decides if you will be granted admission t...
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Friday, February 14, 2014

Accidents With Dad. Part 2

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Dad’s talking. I’m listening . . . Every. Square. Foot. The annual production sale at the Stringam ranch was the highlight of o...
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