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When our Kristi was born, I suddenly became a dad,
I had no idea what was coming, but I was so very glad,
To have a beautiful new born little girl of our very own.
This daddy life was new to me as we went on home. Continue reading
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There was a barn with power and a hardwood floor,
Just about a 1/2 mile south of my home’s front door,
On Arroyo Verde Drive in Fritch, Texas, in the spring,
Of the year in 1971 when I was still on my single fling. Continue reading
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Over the years, Pam has gone on a lot of diets so strange,
Unfortunately, when Pam dieted out there on the range,
I dieted too because it was too hard for her to succeed,
If I ate that good food in front of her in all my greed. Continue reading
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In 1976 and 1977, we lived in Fritch on Arroyo Verde,
We had contact with a our family both quiet and wordy.
I guess you could say we saw a lot of our close kin,
While having a good time back then with all of them. Continue reading
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Pam and I both came from families with strong traditions,
So when our two girls came to us as our family additions,
Santa Claus came by very early on Christmas Day.
Bringing Pam and I more joy than the girls with their toys Continue reading
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This continues the story right after The Beginning 2 does end.
By this time Pam and I were so much more than just good friends,
This poem finishes the beginning right on out to the very end.
Although it was a bumpy start, our lives were just heaven sent. Continue reading
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Pam and I were becoming a little closer by this date in time,
I wasn’t too sure exactly what was happening but it was fine.
It was nice to have someone who cared some for me around,
Could it be that this would end my wild days out on the town? Continue reading
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When I was just a young buck so wild looking to settle down.
On Friday nights. I very often went to the bars out on the town.
It was there on one very fortunate hard beer drinking cold night,
That I met the pretty young lady that for me was just so right. Continue reading
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A young eager engineer wants to engineer just about everything
Sometimes with enough hard research, success he does bring
This poem tells of my own no experience garden growing trial.
That I engineered so fine with my daughter Kristi right on my trail. Continue reading