It has been brought to my attention that the terms Hawg Jaw and Hog Jowl could in some circles be used interchangeably. Since the later is something good to eat in many southern circles, I have been considering changing my name to Hog Jowl Bill as this refers to good food whereas Hawg Jaw perhaps infers I have the Jaws of a Hawg. So just what is a Hog Jowl? Continue reading
We had talked to a lot of people who had told us that snow skiing was about the best thing in the world. We decided to give it whirl and almost gave it up forever. Continue reading
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I stayed in Boy Scouts until our troop fizzled out when I was a softmore in high school. Here is the story of one of our trips. Continue reading
About every forty years or so a good song called “Long Black Train” comes along. The next one is due about 2043, so I guess my grandchildren will have to enjoy the next one. Continue reading
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My daughter Kristi and her family recently visited South Fork. Colorado, for a week. She kept us right there on the trip with her by sending us daily pictures on the iCloud. We had a wonderful time. I was surprised at the wild life she was able to catch on camera on their short trip. Here is the wild life we saw on their trip. Continue reading
Occasionally, my Dad planned a fishing trip with someone from his work. I loved to go with them because I got to see and hear a lot of stuff I would never have known about my Dad. Continue reading
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There are some places to eat that are just fun in addition to having excellent food. Here are a couple of my favorite fun eating places. Continue reading
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Along about 1955 when I was 12, my sister JerrylDine was 13, and my brother Craig was 5, our Dad got a wild hair and bought a camping trailer and he decided to pull it to Sulphur Springs that year. On the way, we camped for 2 days at the Roaring River State Park in Missouri. Here’s the story. Continue reading
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My Grandfather Frank and Grandmother Lucy first moved back to Sulphur Springs, Arkansas, from Onalaska, Texas, in 1947 when I was four years old. Here’s what I remember of our first trip to see them that summer. Continue reading