Category Archives: Days in Small

What Would I Tell My Dad?


At this point in life I find myself with a peculiar thought. I turned seventy years old this year. May dad passed away at the age of sixty. This being the last day of 2020 I look in retrospect of … Continue reading

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Grandmother


Someone asked the question as to what one remembers about their grandmother. My dad’s mom and dad lived next to us when I grew up. My granddad died when I was seven and I loved him dearly. But grandmother was … Continue reading

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A Rainy Monday


What else can be added to a note with this title.  I personally find it a day to reflect a bit.  My eyes opened this morning around six fifteen with the morning light peering in around the window curtains, and … Continue reading

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How Much Is Enough


As many of you know, I describe myself as the eldest son of a poor dirt farmer.  The story of no running water in the house I lived in for the first nine years of my life.  I won’t belabor … Continue reading

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My Grandparent’s Home


Once upon a time in a seemingly far away place I picture standing on my grand dad’s and grandmother’s front porch at the steps looking through the line of crepe myrtle trees out to the main dirt road.  There were … Continue reading

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The Horse and Cart


One of my cousins recently posted on my Facebook page a picture of my granddaddy sitting on a horse cart with a mule hitched to it. He looked cool sitting up there. Grandmother has written on the back of the … Continue reading

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Molly


I remember the days in the 50’s and 60’s when we left the door to the house unlocked all the time and the keys were always in the car or truck.  There was one lady in our neighborhood who had a … Continue reading

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State of the United States


I’m 62 years old.  Let’s just say I’ve been around a few years.  Not as many as some, but a lot more than most.  I grew up in a poor dirt farmer’s family as the oldest son.  We had no … Continue reading

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The Good Ole Days. . .


Life has a way Of changing things. We just can’t stay In one spot. That I can for sure say. Gas was thirty cents a gallon, Now we really have to pay. Had no running water, But what the hey. … Continue reading

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Misspent Youth


Time tells all On young or old, Short or tall Of what we bought or sold Thoughts are fraught With things we buy into. And what we bought Are the things we do. Sometimes those things We will have to sell … Continue reading

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