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Old days

Posted by on Nov 11, 2015 in Blog | 4 comments

Old days

When I think back about growing up times have certainly changed. Just a few random thoughts.

Outdoor toliet was the facility in winter and in summer. The pump house was at least 75 to 100 yards from the house and we carried pails of water winter and summer. My kids were always told that is why my arms are so long from carrying water from the pump house to the house.

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Russell/NotsoBrave

Posted by on Oct 24, 2015 in Blog | 5 comments

Between my Junior and Senior year in High School my brother-in-law came to me with a proposition. He was married to my oldest sister and ran the buses for the school in the little town they lived in. He wanted to go and pick up a new bus in Lima, Ohio and asked if I wanted to accompany him. The deal was sealed when I discovered he’d asked 6 girls my age to go on the train trip…

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Reflecting on all the Good

Posted by on Oct 11, 2015 in Blog | 1 comment

When I look back over my life I’m totally amazed by all the good things that have happened along the way.

I don’t attribute this to anything I have done or deserve.

I have had many people believe in me when I couldn’t believe in myself…

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A Good Deed is not Forgotten..

Posted by on Jun 12, 2015 in Blog | 8 comments

A Good Deed is not Forgotten..

We had some characters on the Prairie when I was growing up. One in particular lived to the east and a little to the south of us. My Dad had been telling about this individual but apparently I hadn’t listened too well or had thought he was just pulling my leg. He was always telling me something to see how I would react, I think he didn’t want me to grow up believing everything someone said…

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The Fearless Pigeon Hunters

Posted by on Jun 5, 2015 in Blog | 6 comments

The Fearless Pigeon Hunters

My one older cousin, myself, and a just younger cousin entertained ourselves many, many nights by pigeon hunting. No the object was not to kill or hurt the pigeons but to capture as many as we could and keep them for pets.

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November 22, 1963

Posted by on May 29, 2015 in Blog | 12 comments

November 22, 1963

Near as I can tell I was in the 7th Grade when President Kennedy was killed. It is a day I remember very well. I was in school at Gildford Public Schools, a very close community and school. At that time the grades from 1st thru High School went to the same building, so when we were all in the lunch room that day they said for no one to leave as they had an announcement for all of us…

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Kindergarten Hooligan

Posted by on Mar 30, 2015 in Blog | 8 comments

Kindergarten Hooligan

I must have been an independent rebellious child…

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She had her chance to Run..

Posted by on Feb 23, 2015 in Blog | 7 comments

She had her chance to Run..

My 37th Wedding Anniversary recently went by, so I got to thinking back about when Mary Pat and I decided to travel to Idaho in late February of 1978 to get hitched. We traveled from Havre, Montana to Hamilton, Montana where my folks had retired. We planned to stay the night at my folks house and then travel to somewhere in Idaho the next day to get hitched. My bride-to-be had never met my folks…

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My Grandpa Bud

Posted by on Jan 24, 2015 in Blog | 6 comments

My Grandpa Bud

My Grandpa on my mom’s side was dead before I came around. His name was Floyd Light although no one ever called him Floyd, he was called Bud by everyone including my Mother. Bud, yes you heard right, the original Bud Light, long before the brand of beer…

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A little boy a long time ago.

Posted by on Jan 7, 2015 in Blog | 11 comments

A little boy a long time ago.

I was a lonely little boy growing up on the Prairie, 17 miles north of the nearest town. My folks were 42 and 41 when I was born. The nearest kids my age were 5 miles to the southwest. One was a little older, a girl and one was a little younger, a boy. What a time we 3 had…

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