From Grandma Stringam's journals In her own words: Grandpa. Taken shortly after this story.  As I grew older, Mother would take us...

I looked through the frosted glass of the front door. The silhouettes of two people could be plainly seen, thrown into sharp relief by the ...

Mom being Mom My Mom was amazing. She was the force behind: Meals appearing at clockwork intervals. Soiled clothes in hampers b...

They liked the old retiree, though he was a little gruff, They had hired him ‘cause he seemed smart and surely knew enough. And they ...

Or you could do it that way . . . There was no lawnmower in the early days on the Berg Ranch. When the grass got long, the hay-mower ...

Our family took a nature hike. The famed Banff Fenlands was our goal. The ancient forest, shady trails And ‘Pooh-sticks’ bridges. L...

The Berg farm, in its heyday, was a truly ‘mixed’ operation, with pigs, horses, chickens, turkeys, geese and cattle. From 10 to 30 sows...

Yeah. That year. The hay is being put up here in northern Alberta. Great, fragrant swaths of it are lying in the field. Great r...

Uncle Bern and Aunt Eva Berg As with many rural families in Southern Alberta in the 1950s, Uncle Bern and Aunt Eva Berg carried on wi...

Stewart  Cameron Another valuable cow pony Big Enough proved to be a good cow horse. A valuable asset in a large ranching operation. ...

Ever wonder how names are chosen for the average working stock (horses) on a Southern Alberta ranch? I know it's kept me up a night or ...

Water, water, Every (No)where Irrigation. So simple, a child could do it. The Stringam Ranch sits in a bend of the south fork of the ...

It's Monday again. Time for a little more rhyme . . . Today's topic was 'Parents'. And what could be better than somethin...

School starts this week in our fair town. Here is my Mom's first day from 1930 . . . Standing: Bern, Eldor, Glen Sitting: Mom On...

Mom, third from left, and five of her eight brothers. Her 'baby sister' Roy, alias Rosie, is far left. A selection from my Mom...