Country Adventures
Some time back I shared a photo taken by a neighbor of a herd of feral hogs migrating across her property. I'm here to say they have digressed from the trail and are now... https://t.co/lxISoxCLZ4
Taking the challenge or you're never too old to learn something new.
Devoted most of this week to an attempt to conquer the craft of applying joint compound to the sheet-rock cracks in my... https://t.co/bBt1miWBh6
It's looking and feeling like spring has arrived in my corner of East Texas. Course, we have been known to have a couple feet of snow on Easter Sunday, so I'm not rushing things.
But, the... https://t.co/tiPo7e6wKO
Been such a while since last posting. Life keeps interfering. I swallowed my misgivings and took a solo-drive to Florida to meet up with a sister who was visiting there from South Carolina.... https://t.co/20sDD6pJbh
Life seems to have interfered since my first surgery the beginning of December. It took two procedures to extract the skin cancer lodged beside my right eye. Repair surgery came the next day... https://t.co/F1NT8sBU95
Loks like this willl be final post for a while - surgery for skin cncer cell near my right eye has impaired vision - Some time during my high school years, Dad had a Saturday job laying a... https://t.co/DV1sjkR8bo
This might be a repeat - I've mentioned the Corbeil's building that was a place to skate and also mentioned it had a stage. Here was where I made my first semi-professional appearance. I... https://t.co/PmMiUbFIFr
Singing was always a big part of my growing years. Angie and I would harmonize while doing the supper dishes every night. Mom connected with a talent scout who lived in Wauregan and we did... https://t.co/sYRu64sykX
I remember specifically another babysitting job. I was probably in my first year of high school by then. It was for a family who lived a street or two below Meme & Pepe in Wauregan. The... https://t.co/LWDbS28kMC
The Corbeils down the road had a big building that was used at one time as a skating rink. It also had a stage but that's a different story. I don't recall it ever being used for that... https://t.co/Z45KTmuXXQ
Entering Killingley High School was a cultural shock. I had graduated eighth grade from a parochial school, Sacred Heart, located directly across the street from the house I lived in.... https://t.co/OKT0Z97oRn
I don't recall my age or exactly where we were living at the time. I do clearly recall where it happened. The company houses in Wauregan ran along three streets along the main road one... https://t.co/AAJHdOxXvH
I have strong memories of the only time I played hooky from school. I was a freshman at Killingly High School in Danielson. I'd walk a short distance from our home to the pickup bus stop.... https://t.co/ZGXaR8HNca