New is nice, But old is too...….
I am a combination of my experience and timing. Educated by family, vocationally, professionally, and the way in which it falls in my...
Use the Good Towels
We moved closer to the city in the early 70's. Mom and Dad were childhood sweethearts in their late twenties with just me as a reminder...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 17)
By now, I had cleaned up the bedroom off the kitchen at the Kieffner place. We painted it a light lavender, put down new floor covering...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 16)
We spent another year at the Kieffner place. Things were much the same for us. Both of us working and balancing out time to take care...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 15)
During this time, Mom and Dad "sold the farm" on contract to Jerome Hunter. It had become difficult for Dad to farm, help was expensive...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 14)
Summer of 1964 We were friends with Bill and Barb Carrico. Their daughter Rhonda was just a few months older than you. We would put...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 13)
Sunday, December 8, 1963 It was a bright, crisp wintery day, but I was beginning to not feel well. My stomach was cramping and I was...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 12)
I went on attending school as planned. I learned how to meet bus schedules, class routines and arranging rides to get to and from...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 11)
Summer of 1962 This was a very traumatic summer. Graduation was over and so many decisions to make. I did not get a scholarship, and my...
Your Mother's Hands (entry 10)
Senior Year 1961-62 I am now and finally a Senior. I am OH SO GROWN UP!!!! Actually as far as farm management and housekeeping skills, I...
