We have a canoe that I just bought this past weekend at an Estate sale. Its just not any canoe, this is an Old Town canoe built in 1913
Family Stories | Life Situations
When I was a kid we had a big lawn and the cheapest lawnmower on the block. ..our lawnmower was always covered in rust and when pushed shrieked like a banshee in heat.
In 1962 when I was ten, a shopping center had opened a few blocks away and a local newspaper had announced that today the Wienermobile would arrive for the grand opening.
Suddenly a voice from above thundered down upon us. “Deceiving your parents is a sin. Go home, all of you!”… “God, is that You?” I shouted.
I never became a lawyer, but I did fall in love with Della Street. It seemed to me that Della was the perfect woman. Day or night, she was forever doing whatever Perry asked…
What a beautiful Sunday morning. I was sitting on the porch today with Daisy, our Jack Russell mix, and Jaco our black lab/pointer mix. Without any notice at all Jaco bound from the top step…
I’m amazed at how good-looking everyone was back in the day. Sure, the fashions and hairstyles are a bit peculiar by modern standards, but that’s to be expected.
The other day I tromped downstairs for my morning cup of coffee. Beside our Keurig was the plastic container of coffee creamer, with a mere dribble inside. A newly opened container was beside it.
When mature enough to start reflecting on the voyage of my life, I was surprised to find out how little documentation there was that I’d ever existed.
Some tales are straightforward and conclude without ambiguity, but this is not one of those stories. It’s a true incident that happened to me in 1983 when I left my position as display manager for Mervyn’s Dept. Store, and took a position as manager of an art gallery in Portland, Oregon. Soaring Wings Gallery specialized […]