Mustang Mach 1
If you ever owned a muscle car back in the sixties, and seventies you probably had the time of your life driving it. My muscle car was the Ford Mustang Mach 1 and that’s my story today. Continue reading
Cranky Old Fart
Cranky Old Fart
When I was young, I had a little run in with a cranky old fart. Now that I am a cranky old fart too, I wish I had been a little nicer to the the guy. Here’s my story of my run in with the old codger. Continue reading
The Artist
The Artist
My mother never worked outside the home much in her life, but she did have a hobby that developed into a full time job in the later years of her life. Her art work is exceptionally good and I have been proud to have a lot of her work hanging in my house. This brief story describes a small part of her artist work. Continue reading
The Chicken Ladder
The Chicken Ladder
As we pursue our careers, we often have to take flack from above. After retiring, I have concluded that no matter high up the ladder one gets, there will always be some flack coming down from above. Here’s the story. Continue reading
The Duck Hunt
The Duck Hunt
Trying to be a Good Samaritan sometimes gets you into situations for which there is no easy solution and which may have repercussions on the samaritan. It’s complicated, so here’s the story. Continue reading
Upper End Of Lake Meredith
Upper End Of Lake Meredith
Lake Meredith was the best thing that ever happened to the area around Borger and Amarillo,Texas. It provided a place for water sports, boating, fishing, diving, swimming, picnicking, camping, hiking, bicycling, and hunting that we had not previously had. My family enjoyed the lake for many years. Here’s how we used the area at the upper end of the lake.
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The Injury
The Injury
I have heard that if you start with a single written message and have a person read it and pass it on verbally to a second person, then the second person pass it on verbally to third person, then the third person to a fourth person, the final message will be so twisted that it will not even resemble the original message. This proved to be the case for me shortly after I got married. Here’s the story.
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The Good Life
The Good Life
During the early 1970’s shortly after Pam and I got married, we lived in Arroya Verde (out in the boonies at that time) in Fritch, Texas. We had one neighbor across the street and one on the street behind us. The area was brand new. Our time at this location turned out to be what I call the Good Life. Here’s the Story. Continue reading
Aspiring Young Artists
Aspiring Young Artists
Pam and I enjoyed and supported a couple of aspiring young artists by attending their performances in their early careers not knowing they would later become superstars in the country music feild. Here’s the story. Continue reading
The Freeze
The Freeze
I have often heard the phrase “It was caused by a failure to communicate.” I found failure to communicate to be one of the contributing factors in a serious accident I was involved in in 1973. Here is the story. Continue reading