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Dear Dad, Happy Birthday Dad! It would be your 95th birthday today and I am thinking about your past life, and what it would possibly be today. If you wouldn’t have had to begin suffering strokes and then finally die … Continue reading
My dad was a hard-working farmer who loved to talk to people. I can’t remember him ever telling me in words that he loved me. Hugging was also not really done in my family. My old-fashioned Dutch dad was very … Continue reading
The overgrown trail was dotted with purple, white and yellow in the spring. The whole area was called the “gullies.” Grabbing unto tree branches along the way, my senses filled deeply with the grassy muddy smell. In the famous movie “Chronicles … Continue reading
That fall feeling was in the air. The smell of corn husks and leaves. The chill that makes you pull your coat closed. Maybe I was 8 or 9 years old. Often I’d sit on top of the warm pile … Continue reading
That old tree. It held many a child in the length of it’s years… As long as I can remember, that towering tree spread it’s branches over us. It stood across the street from my own farmhouse. A bunch … Continue reading