After she graduated college at OSU, my daughter Kristi got a job working on a team studying the Greater Prairie Chicken at the Tall Grass Prairie Preserve north of Pawhuska, Oklahoma. One Saturday morning, I got up at 4 AM and met her at her office near the entrance of the Preserve. This story documents my recollection of that day. Continue reading
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Pam and I spent part of our honeymoon at the cabin site.
I think this was her first experience with outhouse life.
I thought perhaps our marriage might be a very short one,
But she adapted well with 42 years with me on the run. Continue reading
Finding Indian corn grinders in the canyons near our home was like finding a bid of history right in our back yard. Wow Indians had lived right at that spot in the past. Here’s what we found. Continue reading
I find it easy to write a poem about a young lady so good,
Who always does exactly what you think she should.
Such a fine young lady with a long lifetime ahead indeed,
Sarah will be the subject of this poem that you read. Continue reading
Homeowners are faced with many battles over the years they own their home. The Wood Bees are a formidable opponent that I have never been able to completely defeat. Here’s my story. Continue reading
I guess when we change things in our bodies by adding equipment like a pacemaker, we can expect some changes in our metabolism also. This story touches on a change I never expected. Continue reading
As with any young boys, my cousins and I often roamed the canyons around our homes in Phillips, Texas, to see what we could find. This story touches on one of the lizards native to the area around our homes. Continue reading
Often times when I was about 10 years old, I would feel the need to get away and do something by myself that was both mind soothing and fun. This is one of the things I enjoyed doing by myself.
Feeling rested, revitalized, and ready to go for a while longer.
It’s seems like it’s time to rest the blog for a while, so here are a few parting words? Continue reading
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I thought about what the four individual fingers are for a little bit and the following story relays a few of my thoughts.