Category Archives: My Life

You Say it’s your Birthday?

Reaching down (ew) into the back of the toilet…..That’s how I started my birthday today.  Even before I had a good cup of coffee.  But when you are ready to flush….and nothing happens… what are your options? Luckily (?) the … Continue reading

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Obsession

She’d been obsessed by the Beatles since she first heard “I Want to Hold Your Hand” in 1963.  For Christmas that year,  a HiFi record player was her only request.  She spent hours playing their music. Her life was defined … Continue reading

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The Baseball Game

It was Spring, 1960. The last day of fifth grade. The last day of school. There were two fifth grades in our small town elementary school. I don’t know how we got split into two grades back in those days, … Continue reading

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Dad

Dark winter mornings filled with mud and snow. Muggy summer sunrises sweating before the work was even begun. A hard life of  labor, washing the teats of the cows before milking, mixing milk replacement for the calves, hauling water and … Continue reading

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The Easter Dress

Originally posted on Retired Ruth:
? ? ? In the early 1960’s, when I hit the preteen years, Easter became about fashion.  For weeks before Easter, I would search through the Sears and Roebuck catalog to look at the latest…

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Deliver De Letter De Sooner De Better

Originally posted on Retired Ruth:
Send me a postcard, drop me a line, stating point of view, Indicate precisely what you mean to say, Yours sincerely wasting away… Even before I fell in love with the Beatles and their incredible lyrics,…

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Holiday Memories

Memories are a big part of holidays for me.   In preparation for Thanksgiving, my youngest child removed my mother’s flatware from the storage box and washed it for the holiday meal. There is a specific ritual used to clean the … Continue reading

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