High, Wide, and Handsome

They went “High, Wide and Handsome” was something my Dad always said when someone got a pocketful of” Getus” (money) and went to town presumably to spend the “Getus” buying a new Stetson, boots, cowboy shirt, haircut, maybe a bath and possibility buying drinks for the whole bar called “Timber”. This would also apply to…

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The Last Duck Hunt

When I was about 11 or 12 I knew I was a mighty hunter. I had shot deer, rabbits, sage hens, Hungarian pheasants and rattlesnakes. I had hunted geese from a pit and now decided I was going to conquer duck hunting…

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Harvest awhile ago..

Harvest time is very stressful for all concerned. Your whole year as a farmer depends on the Harvest. This is true now, but when my folks were farming in the late 40’s thru the 1960’s it was especially stressful. The yields and the prices were never that much and they couldn’t afford insurance to shield them from loss of a crop. My Dad hardly ever slept more than…

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Grandpa Crites Absent but there

Both my Grandpa’s were dead by the time I was born. I never knew either one of them. My Mom’s Dad was Grandpa Light. Floyd Light or Bud to his family and friends. Now there is another story for another time.. Yes I said Bud Light, long before the beer brand. The story today is about my other Grandpa Jonathan Robert Crites or Jont…

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A Lifetime of Sports

When I was young we had 3 channels on our TV. There were two from Great Falls, Montana and one from Lethbridge, Alberta. I grew up watching hockey, baseball and NBA Basketball. I grew up dreaming of one day kicking Wilt’s butt in the NBA. I went to bed with a basketball and played every waking moment.  I grew up very, very competitive. I look at my children and they too are that way, Big Surprise. Both my parents were that way. My Mom wanted to win badly even at Rummy. I quit playing with her at an early age. My youngest Casey used to play with her and she said to me one day, That boy...

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