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When Linda turned 60, Gene threw her a big birthday party,
They asked me to be the Dee Jay and I was not to be tardy.
Gene leased a big room at the Tulsa Elks Lodge to celebrate,
There would be a keg of beer and two separate birthday cakes. Continue reading
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This year of 2017 has gone on by so very fast it seems,
As I continue to draw Bighead toons from my stream,
Of old memories that flash in and out of my old mind,
When I sit down at the table to draw from time to time. 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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I found an old book I wrote in just about 20 years ago,
That my daughters gave me to fill out that I did love so.
“A Father’s Legacy” was the book I filled out back then,
That I enjoyed writing in as a very much younger old man.
At the end of each month was a philosophy question,
That I gave some thought as l gave it my close attention.
I will reproduce my answers for some months in this blog,
As they still apply to this old man sometimes called Hawg. Continue reading