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Along about the year 2000, we took us a little Dallas Trip,
To visit our daughter Tamara, now riding there on a new ship,
Working for SpotPlus now as an OSU graduate doing great.
We were very anxious to see her and didn’t want to be late. Continue reading
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We had 2 girls born to our family named Tamara and Kristi,
I hoped one of them would be a boy that would run with me.
But I adapted and got my girls to often do some boy things,
Which they loved as much as me, so much joy they did bring. Continue reading
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I noticed as I’ve gone through our picture albums many times,
That in the back of many albums are odds and ends so fine.
These pictures came in over years from relatives and friends,
And got stuck there in the back to save them until our end.
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I had to get Pam to help me remember some faces there in,
As I gathered a few of them to put in this Hawg blog again,
To thank everyone who sent them over the years to us then,
And remember once more those who took time to send them. Continue reading
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I found a pile of pictures of our daughter Kristi today,
That I think she pulled out long ago to take over her way,
But stashed them and they got buried here to then stay.
I loved the old pictures and put them in the blog this day. Continue reading
Our daughter Kristi invited us over to her home for lunch,
To have enchiladas and tamales with all the Taylor bunch,
On New Years Day which really sounded good to Pam and I.
For luck, she promised there would be peas with black eyes. Continue reading
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In that old shoebox with MaMo Barringer’s keep sakes,
Were some old black and white photos she did take,
With her old Brownie Camera like most people used then.
My Mom also used a Brownie on her old pictures with a grin. Continue reading
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Over the years we’ve had a lot of fun times so great,
Some stand out in my memory on a summary slate.
In the story poem I will mention just a few of the best,
That have stayed with me overshadowing the rest. Continue reading
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I ran across an old file folder in our bookcase today,
There were some things in the file that Pam put away,
That brought back a few memories to share, if I may.
So I’ll write a little on another blog before I get too gray. Continue reading
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In a shoebox in Kristi’s old room I found the other day,
Was a little pile of pictures MaMo Barringer put away.
They were wrapped in a little red bow as cute as can be,
As they must of been favorites of hers she left us to see. Continue reading
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Do you recall what you did on Independence Day 2002?
You would if you had taken pictures all the day through,
Of the activities for that fine day with friends and family,
That I will share with you in this story poem from me. Continue reading