Tom Sawyer is Ours

Even the kiddos know who Tom Sawyer is.  Of course, I had to read the book to them, being a Southerner I could do that.  Otherwise they thought they were reading a different language and didn’t understand a lick of it.  I had to read it, and then interpret it, and then they’d laugh.  Really. […]

She Played with Us

  Me on the swing set at the little house I was probably 9. We lived in the little house, the house I mentioned in the red hot pepper post. On the side of the house, the side with the Kitchen window where Mama could watch us, we had a swing set. One thing about […]

Forgotten

Grandma.  This is her holding me as a babe.  She died when I was twelve.  She was the only Grandparent I ever really knew.  Several years ago, we siblings decided to have a second “sibling reunion” in our home town.   I had felt drawn to her home, where my uncle now resides.   I […]

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