and Purposeful Prose
In my last "Parentage" installment my cowboy great-grandpa met three wayward men on his migration from England to Canada. (The wayward part is my embellishment.) We also found out that these three brothers would become his brother's-in-law! Yeehaw! Here's where I started getting confused by the way this story was written. One moment I was [...]
It's been some time since I continued my "Parentage" posts! Nice hair, right!? Better than mine. (smirk) In the above image are my great-grandpa's sisters. (Nellie, Maud and Rose.) Do you give much thought to family history? I enjoy uncovering or discovering things. Unfortunately, only one side of my family showed any interest in keeping [...]
[Competing with Horses] Don't bother telling me to get off my high horse; a determined beast took care of this years ago. I didn't fall off, but it gave me a good fright. I used to be obsessed with these "gentle giants" until one wasn't a fan of the weather and took off for the [...]
[grandma and grandpa] My grandpa was a poet like myself. I was quite young when He passed away, but what I do remember is him showing me how to shell peas, his postcard collection, and the little office where he connected with his friends via his two-way radio. He adored his Citizens band radio. Grandpa [...]
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