Yep. Just clutch that pillow tighter... Which are you? I just read that, when faced with something dire, a person will fight. Or ...

More stories from Little Brother, Blair. The Learner As I make my way through life I often reflect on the things that my mother told me...

Me. And six of seventeen. I know what I'm talking about . . . For any of you who have children, are around children, or have heard...

Mom always maintained a large garden. Hmmm . . . let me reword. Mom always maintained a humongous, gargantuan, colossal, huge, enormous, ...

  Camper Extraordinaire, far right.  When I was eleven, I was excited to become a boy scout.  My friends and I wanted to go camping and...

Foreground: Ranch. Background: Machinery Hill On the Stringam Ranch, there was a hill. A large hill. It had old machinery parked ...

I seem to have a way with turkeys. If you missed yesterday’s post, see it  here . Go ahead. We’ll wait . . . He was handsome. ...

I am bilingual. Oh, not in the way you imagine. My second language really isn't that practical. Truth be told, I don't ev...

Oh, the places we went . . . Photo Credit Mom was washing the floor. Something she did often. Because. I should mention also tha...

You see a fence post. We see . . .  Okay, I’m apologizing up front for this story. It’s . . . gritty. So to speak. Ahem . . . I’...

Posted this a few years ago as a tribute to my eldest brother on his birthday. And guess what? It's his birthday again! Jerry. M...

Mom was right about the cake . . . My Baby Sister, aged two, had crawled up on my Mom’s lap. It was cuddling time. I should probabl...

I had saved forever! It was mine! It's not fair! Maybe I should explain . . . In the early sixties, exciting things came in t...

With three London seasons behind her and no husband to show for it, forthright and direct Julia is getting a little desperate. An opportu...

I probably don’t have to tell you it didn’t work. Hmmm . . . Maybe I should recap.   Norma, my elder sister, and I have been roommate...