I wanted to stay home that day. So did my big sister. Our mother had other ideas. Minutes later, Carol and I were outside in the early morning darkness battling a mid-winter blizzard on our way to school. Grumbling, we started across the front yard of our remote farm home. Driving snow stung our faces. … More Rein of Error
“Did I ever tell you a horse once tried to eat Mom’s car?” David asked. “C’mon, my love!” Rosemary laughed. “I may not know much about ranching, but I don’t buy that. Horses eat grass, and hay and oats. I’ve even seen them nibble on fence rails, too, but not cars!” It was spring and the young couple was celebrating … More Motherhood… Full of Surprises
Our wilderness farm was a fabulous place to grow up. No one told us we were poor. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway. We spent most of our waking hours outside when not in school, playing or doing chores. We’d go inside, reluctantly, for meals and at night, or when it was raining in summer or too cold … More What Was It Like, Grandpa?