Dates to Remember

family poemsWe all have dates we’ll always remember

One of mine comes up in September

September 22 was the date that mom passed

The memory of her forever will last Continue reading

Love of Springers

springersThe love of a dog is a beautiful thing

I’ve had many and they are so special in their own way.

One never replaces the other, 

But fills the days with love and endless days of play Continue reading

Snakes, and Piggies, and Dragons…Oh, My

It was spring, 1971. I was in First Grade. We actually had a long enough lunchtime that students could go home mid-day to eat before returning for afternoon classes.

On this sunny, noontime, I was crossing the mowed lot adjacent to our home. Walking through the low-cut weeks, I saw a couple of little garter snakes slithering away from my feet. I quickly grabbed one in each hand and brought them home. Going into the house through the garage, I saw a big cardboard box sitting on the garbage cans. A perfect spot to save my snakes for later! Continue reading

Hamsters, Uncle Lloyd and Simple Math

hamstersI had been telling everyone in my family for months that I wanted a pair of hamsters. Dad said no. Mom said no and I was frustrated.  I was ten years old and I was fascinated by hamsters.  Continue reading

My Houdini Hamster

hamsterOver the years I’ve had a slew of pets including dogs, fish, hamsters, birds, salamanders, crayfish, and cats.  

My first bird was a yellow parakeet with red eyes that I named Buttercup and my first hamster was a white albino teddy bear hamster (but I don’t remember it’s name).   Continue reading

One Way to Learn to Drive!

One way to learn to drive is just, “Do it”.  What I mean by that is the following:

learn to drive

1957 Plymouth

I was fifteen, not even old enough to have a driver’s license. If you can remember way back to 1959 or so, I was sitting close to my boyfriend, now husband, a/k/a Art.  You see, in those days there was no consul to separate the seats.  We were in the country, him driving with his arm around my shoulders, and me, of course, snuggling up close to him, as was the usual position for a boyfriend and girlfriend.  He was handling the gas, I was to handle the steering.  Continue reading

No Worries

no worriesIt was June 1981. I was more excited than nervous. The next day, I was going to the Department of Motor Vehicles for the road test for my driver’s permit. It was dark out when dad and I drove out of town to the DMV to practice the skills I would be demonstrating the next day. I pulled out of the parking lot at the same time that people were entering the local racetrack for an event. Traffic was heavy for our small rural town. I took a left onto the highway and was unaware of the cars around me. I turned into the far lane, instead of the closest lane. Within one minute of my practice, I had shown my dad that I was NOT ready to drive the family care independently and safely. Continue reading