It was November 2021. It was a warm day and perfect weather for walking around five acres striving to induce labor. We were successful. Charity told me, “Either my water broke, or I have to get to the white porcelain bowlful of water in the nearest home posthaste.” As it turns out, we needed toContinue reading “The Special Day”
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The Birthday Eve
My wife is a saint. Perhaps an angel. She still loves me. So that proves it. As I write, the boys are in bed, and she is busy in the kitchen preparing a surprise for Son #2. There is a banner spanning the entrance to our small dining area. It reads, “Happy 2nd Birthday.” ThereContinue reading “The Birthday Eve”
The Treasure Hunters
A few years ago, we bought a used chair, the wooden kind with worn-out tie-on burgundy cushions. It’s more of a glider than a rocker. It came with a burgundy cushioned footstool that glided, too. A while back, my heavyset self broke it. What is it with me and the chairs recently? One of theContinue reading “The Treasure Hunters”
The Venison
Speaking of deer, we ate scrumptiously recently. This is quite a controversial subject for vegetarians. I don’t know any personally, so I doubt anyone partial to a vegetable-only diet would read this. Someone told me one time that I should stop eating red meat. They said it would make me feel better. So I wentContinue reading “The Venison”
The Heritage
In Southern Missouri, we celebrate a few seasons this time of year. The usual ones are Thanksgiving and Christmas; the other is Deer Season. Yes, and what a wonderful time of the year it is. I’ve never been one that others would describe as a hunter. When asked, “Do you hunt?” The answer is yes.Continue reading “The Heritage”
