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During our fun antiquing days when we were running about,
We ran across Goebel and Hummel figurines on our route.
If the price was reasonable, we added them to our collection.
This story poem presents a few we gave personnel protection. 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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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’ve had some success at shaking loose old memories,
From that wrinkled old brain residing inside of me.
Here are some of the techniques I’ve used on my way,
You might even want to give some of them a try someday. 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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My oldest daughter send a good memory over my way,
That touched my heart in a warm way as I read it today.
She reminded me of a picture Pam’s Dad had on the wall,
In his home out there in Borger that was viewed by us all. Continue reading
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Today, I dug deeper into my grandmother’s metal box,
And found a few more things that rocked my socks.
So I will show you what else I found there to see,
That was so very interesting to this man called Billy. Continue reading
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Dad gave me grandmother Low’s metal box at age 50,
There was some very good stuff inside the box so nifty.
I had forgotten where I stashed it until I found it yesterday,
And I went through it to see again what inside did lay. Continue reading
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I opened a cabinet in our living room and a box was there,
Inside were many old remnants of memories so fair.
I pulled a few out so that I can tell you all about them,
Here in this story poem about these odds and ends. Continue reading
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When I was an old vinyl record picker a while ago,
I often found 78 rpm Hank William’s singles so old.
They were all on the yellow MGM label so very bright,
I remembered nearly all the old songs at first sight. Continue reading