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When I went to the closet to get some cold weather gear,
I found an old sweat shirt I had tucked away in there.
So I pulled it out and it reminded me of a time in life,
When I worked offshore in Cook Inlet once or twice. Continue reading
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We had traditional Christmas Dinner at the Taylor home,
Again this year so very good, with family so well known.
The Tayor’s all worked hard cooking up that fine meal,
Later we played trivia which Carl again won, so unreal. 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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Old Hawg still has a toon or two left in him to pull out,
With a few words describing what that toon is all about.
So here is one more set of ten you may never see again,
That you may know from somewhere way back then. 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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In a shoebox in Kristi’s old room I found the other day,
Was a little pile of pictures MaMo Barringer put away.
They were wrapped in a little red bow as cute as can be,
As they must of been favorites of hers she left us to see. Continue reading
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Do you recall what you did on Independence Day 2002?
You would if you had taken pictures all the day through,
Of the activities for that fine day with friends and family,
That I will share with you in this story poem from me. Continue reading
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Christmas time is growing very near for this fine year,
So we all are full of Christmas joy as carols we do hear.
It looks now like that all our family will get to be together,
Once again to share gifts this year with each other. Continue reading
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I have drawn a few more December toons right along,
While listening to a lot of Christmas caroling songs.
To keep my spirits up so my drawings don’t go dark,
Causing more frowns than smiles on the faces to park. Continue reading
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While looking through some old pictures yesterday,
A tear rolled down my cheek into my beard of gray,
As I saw images of our faithful companion so clear,
That had kept us company for so many long years. Continue reading