Do you ever experience a brief flashback? I mean, really fleeting, not even a memory but a feeling, a picture, a scent maybe, that is a past moment in time? It is so elusive that it’s gone before you can name it. That’s the way I am about moss rose and Ma Latty’s front porch […]
Jul 29, 2013
Much More Than It Appears
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At first glance, it is just a rock, albeit quite an interesting one. It is perhaps six inches high, maybe 22 inches around it. However, you’ve got to understand that I’m pretty terrible with estimating distances, sizes, or what direction I’m traveling. This rock is here in Arkansas in my herb garden but that’s not […]
Jul 6, 2013
The Oklahoma Home Guard
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I have a copy of a very old document. At the top, just above the seal of the Great State of Oklahoma, are the words “The Oklahoma Home Guard”. Below that seal is the name of my grandfather, Levi Latty. Pappy Latty had been too old to go to the Great War so he along […]
Jul 5, 2013
The Lights of Home
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Last night my family and I sat on the grass at the park and watched the fireworks display at the stadium. Other folk had gathered too for the same purpose. As the displays rose and burst with a lot of color and a lot of noise, I thought of what they represented: freedom bought with […]
Jun 21, 2013
A Hunt for Wild Onions
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Onions were a part of nearly every meal my mother cooked. She told me about going to look for wild onions on the Latty Farm at Etta. At the time, she may have been ten or twelves years old. The following is by Susie Latty Day. “On a farm, each season brings its celebration of […]
