Tag: journal
member name: Chuck L.
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December 20, 2009 11:55 AM EST --
Christmas shopping was organized chaos in our household. The Old Man worked a six-day week at the Standard Slag Sand and Gravel Company. The sand and gravel mine was the next road south, a mile behind . . .
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December 18, 2009 10:38 AM EST --
The summer I turned eight, we moved. The Old Man and my Mother had decided that their children should know the joys and labors of growing up on a farm. So-o-o-o-o… they bought a farm – . . .
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December 13, 2009 04:18 PM EST --
This post will be a little different from most of the Old Man and Me series. I want something from you. I want a copy of a Norman Rockwell painting of The Old Man. I suspect the original . . .
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December 19, 2009 11:45 AM EST --
I remained in 4-H until I was 18 (once I turned 14 it was mostly about the girls who owned horses… not that they paid me a blind bit of attention). Once the last of the hens had been delivered . . .
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December 19, 2009 01:34 PM EST --
While we were chopping weeds, hauling manure, planting seeds, and generally turning the half-acre of black bottom land assigned to each of us into prize-winning, eatable, can-able and freeze-able vegetables, . . .
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December 02, 2009 08:16 AM EST --
That was me at 0400 yesterday morning. The kidney stone wouldn't move, I couldn't pee. My kidney felt as if someone had sunk an axe in it and was yanking it up and down, and I'd've bet significant . . .
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December 02, 2009 06:00 PM EST --
Little Sister came up to Michigan from Ohio to help me care for th' Luvly Laura, who fell down the stairs and broke things (the stairs are OK... thanx for asking). Things were so frantic that a . . .
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December 15, 2009 12:15 PM EST --
As I told you earlier, from the time I was three until I was almost eight, we lived in a little, red, two-story house by the side of an Ohio country road, named for its most locally known feature, . . .
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December 15, 2009 06:53 PM EST --
The year I turned six was a momentous year. I started school (no Kindergarten for us - bung ‘em straight into a full school day in first grade), and promptly got my hands whacked with . . .
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November 25, 2009 09:43 PM EST --
Hattie Larlham was the best damned cook West-by-God-Virginia ever produced. Her Thanksgiving meals were celebrations of the joys of her kitchen and affirmations of life. Ours was the spread . . .
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June 17, 2009 06:34 PM EDT --
At the Power Plant at which I work, we've had a pair of Peregrine Falcons nesting under an overhang for the past thirteen years. Leopold, the male, has been there from the first. However, . . .
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May 07, 2009 08:47 AM EDT --
I guess that now that it's Mother's Day, I'll distribute this.
It's Mother's Day again, and I haven't seen you in a while... since 1996 to be exact. I have visited . . .
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June 16, 2009 08:38 PM EDT --
Grandson Bubba (Nathaniel) and I took a walk down by th' lake. We boosted a hen mallard before I could get a photo of her, but I got Bubba and the nest.
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June 29, 2009 05:55 PM EDT --
Remember this 'guy?' Rescued from our power plant?
Well, 'she's' back.
Hey! Watch it there! Back off!
She's a good bit bigger, now... . . .
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June 30, 2009 08:55 PM EDT --
I NEVER buy new cars.
About a month ago, my Son-in-Law found me a car. He works for a dealer, and they had a '95 Cirrus with 110,000 miles on it. I was driving a '98 Dodge Stratus (essentially . . .
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July 18, 2009 05:01 PM EDT --
I hate gardening... of ANY description. I hate it in ways you can't imagine.
When I was a boy, beginning at the age of eight, my mother would have a one-acre plot plowed, disced and harrowed. . . .
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July 28, 2009 06:35 PM EDT --
I decided I was gonna get some points and cash out, so I wrote some killer articles on controversial subjects (I believed everything I said... truly I did - no fake arguments from me, folks), and garnered . . .
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April 15, 2009 07:40 PM EDT --
To start at the beginning, click * here *
I came home for Christmas, the winter of 1962. I was on my way to Korea, having just finished US Army Basic and Medic Training. While I was there, I borrowed . . .
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May 10, 2009 10:53 AM EDT --
About six weeks ago, it rained... not a startling event in itself. But it precipitated a perfect storm of cascading (I've GOT to stop this!) events that culminated in me playing 'monkey-in-the-middle' . . .
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June 01, 2009 05:28 PM EDT --
Or mebbe it was Darwin's canoe.
This won’t qualify anyone for a Darwin - but it damn’ near did!
Back in the fall of ’68, I was a graduate student at Utah State University in Logan . . .
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