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I told Pam I thought I could write a blog about anything,
And she took me literally and a challenge she did bring.
She picked a small object sitting on our book shelf.
And said “write a Hawg blog about this to test yourself.” Continue reading
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For the past few years a lot of new buffalo have shown up,
All over Bartlesville town, causing the traffic to disrupt,
As people slow down to take a better look to see,
These colorful psychedelic beauties standing proudly. Continue reading
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As we made the rounds looking for things to sell,
In our several antique booths where we did quite well.
I often saw nice things I liked so much that I bought,
Thus starting a collection of things I then sought.
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I think our downfall selling antiques back at that time,
Was the things we collected and kept that were fine.
We ended up with thousands of dollars here at home,
Sitting on the shelf collecting dust as we did roam. Continue reading
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Finding that junk for those antique booths was fun,
Because we always found things to keep for our own.
That were much nicer, so we filled all our home shelves,
With things like Cowboys and Indians just for ourselves. Continue reading
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My Mom did more fine art work hanging on my wall,
On the stairs, on the second floor, and in the hall,
That is as good or better than that you did see before,
Illustrating her great talent as an artist and more. Continue reading
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In the past, I’ve touched on my Mom’s art so fine.
As she was a very talented artist back in her time.
I have a lot of her best art work here in our home,
Which I will share with you now, before I am gone. Continue reading
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Hank Williams has been a favorite singer of mine,
I picked up a lot of his early LP Albums back in time,
While collecting, I found a lot of early Bocephus too,
So I’m going to review a few of the LPs I found with you. Continue reading
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When Pam and I were selling stuff in an antique mall
We searched all over for good stock to sell in our stall.
On those many trips I picked up things for myself too.
Having to do with old country music history so true. Continue reading
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Since my good sight has been restored back to me,
This Spring I plan to get back out in nature to see,
All those things that are out there with great beauty.
So once again I can experience a natural high so free. Continue reading
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When I was I teenager I loved that fifties rock and roll,
As we circled the Post Drive In, around we would go,
Listening to Buddy Holly and Little Richard up so loud,
Looking for friends there with our heads in the clouds.
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We also listened to Doo-wop and Rhythm and Blues,
That sounded so good as we cruised down Main too.
Honking at all the cars we thought that we knew,
Until about mid night when we hit our parents curfew. Continue reading