In memory of my sister/friend
Gloria Gibson Goulet
June 25, 1941 – February 10, 2017
It is never easy to say good-bye to those we love. This week I learned of the unexpected passing of a very special longtime friend who was killed in an automobile accident. I was already in the process of losing her, not from some dreaded disease but from the onset of dementia. I have wondered how long it would be before she didn’t remember me and that thought was very disheartening. Continue reading “SAYING GOOD-BYE”
That darn dog, Buster, was not a car-chasing dog, he did not intimidate people in spite of his size, he only occasionally roamed the neighborhood, and he did not kill rabbits, cats, or birds that invaded his territory. His one BIG fault was he was a clothesline dog Continue reading “THAT DARN DOG, BUSTER”
It seems this has certainly been a year for wacky weather. Continue reading “WACKY WEATHER, OR IS IT?”
The young woman stood awed by what she was seeing. She was amazed at the millions of stars lighting the night sky. In the entire twenty-three years of her life she had never witnessed anything like what she was gazing at in utter wonder until a few nights ago. How had she missed so much of what hung over her night after night? She knew the answer to why she had missed so much of this grand beauty. It was her own grandmother’s doing. Continue reading “FULL CIRCLE”
Ruby, a pretty redhead and one of her good friends, Maggie found themselves without a date for Valentines Day in the early 1930’s. The two young women decided they would pass their time playing cards and hope at least one of their boyfriends would “come calling.” Continue reading “THE CHICKEN BONE WISH”
I have never been a fan of cold weather and especially do not care for ice or snow. Even as a child I had no desire to go outside to play in the snow. Getting cold and wet did not appeal to me. Continue reading “PLEASE GOD, ‘LET IT SNOW’”
How thankful would you be if I gave you $7.00? “Oh Yes,” you might think. Maybe I could buy a small burger and small drink with $7.00, big deal.
My brother Dan and I recently recalled a time when $7.00 seemed like a fortune. Continue reading “$ 7.00”
“Mama, look what I found stuck in an old vase in the attic.” I said with excitement.
We had just moved into an old farmhouse about a mile out of the small town where Mama grew up. I had told Mama I thought the old house looked haunted but she just laughed and said she was sure all of the ghosts had left long ago. Continue reading “DEAR SISTER”
I’m still not sure what all of the ruckus was about last summer. Well, I guess I better start from the beginning and let you make up your own mind. Continue reading “BIG RUCKUS”
Often on hot summer afternoons and evenings, as I sit comfortably enjoying the coolness of central air conditioning my mind often wanders back to bygone days of my youth. No luxury of central air, only a swamp cooler that might have possibly cooled one room. Back then we thought it was wonderful. Continue reading “SUMMER FRIEND”