Annually, the first part of November finds me wandering down memory lane as I fumble through my untidy batch of recipes. You see, my recipes are not neatly filed away on my computer, nor are they alphabetized in a cute recipe box; they are an embarrassing hodgepodge...
What an embrace! Dad was holding on tight and stroking my back as we said goodbye. Over the past few years, it seems we both hang on a bit longer each time we part.The sun was just about to show its face on the horizon, and Dad was ready to head north for Kansas. It...
Valentine's Day always brings to mind the year I was ambushed! I was a senior in High School.Yet, prior to my teen years mother was in charge of Valentine merriment. There was always a sweet card, possibly a small knick-knack of some sort, and always something...
March brings an array of thoughts and emotions about my mother. I have poignant moments of reflection, as it's the month she passed away. But I also have entertaining thoughts that put a smile on my face and a twinkle in my eye.Mother was a sports fans from the word...
It was a beautiful spring morning, in the early 1970's, as Cecil headed out the door for work. He'd almost made a clean getaway, when he heard his wife's reminder once again. "Cecil, you haven't forgotten about the surprise party tonight have you?" Asked Del, for the...