Birds In A Bag
I’m sure boys have been dreaming up fun things to do in their free time as long as there have been boys. Here is story about another prank we pulled when I was a young teenager that was more or less harmless. I know none of you other seniors out there did this. Continue reading
Big Sugar Creek
Summer outings with the whole family to a beautiful area with a crystal clear creek were the cats meow. Back in those days, the Big Sugar Creek area was pristine and we rarely saw other people on our outings. Here’s my story. Continue reading
Disney
On the summer vacations we took to Sulphur Springs, Arkansas, when I was young, going to Disney was one of my favorite trips. That’s not DisneyLand, that’s Disney, Oklahoma. Here’s the story. Continue reading
Fun Things
In the mid 1950s to early 1960s, fun things to do were often passed between classmates at school. Again I am not proud of some of these, but “boys will be boys.” This story documents a few of the things we all tried at least once. Continue reading
Local Talent
Sometimes the local talent makes it to the big times. Here are a few of the fortunate talented people I was acquainted with. Continue reading
The Scavenger Hunt
Back when I was a young teenager, we had to invent fun things to do. There were no electronic games or smart phones. I regret some of the things we did, but no one ever got hurt and we didn’t do any permanent property damage. The following story describes one of our fun activities. Continue reading
First Cars
I was extremely fortunate when I became old enough to drive because my Dad loved to trade cars. I got to change cars frequently as a result. Everyone remembers their first car no matter how ugly or bad it may have been. Mine was probably on the top of both the ugly and the bad lists. Here the story on my first five cars. Continue reading
The Day I Shot Gugenheimer
I think you begin to know you were raised correctly when a situation comes up and you choose to do the right thing instead of taking the easy way out. The story for today reflects one such situation. Continue reading
The Bookcase
Even though brothers often fight with each other, there is always a deep family love for one another called “brotherly love” that binds them together. Sometimes the fights result in deep wounds that take a while to heal, but in the end the brotherly love takes over and the wounds heal. Here is my story. Continue reading
