The following story is an excerpt from The Heritage of Etta Bend, a story my mother told me about her childhood in northeast Oklahoma. The “I” is my mother, Susie Latty Day. Mom told me this story and I wrote it to be included in The Heritage of Etta Bend in 1989. It was […]
Apr 2, 2019
When Grandma Bohannon Came to Etta Bend
By · 2 Comments
The Heritage of Etta Bend and Remembering Etta Bend are books of the stories of my mother’s childhood on a thriving Oklahoma farm in the last century. My cousin Carolyn Cochran Karinen drew the cover pictures for both books. Then, as now, everyone was glad to see signs of spring and know that the long […]
Aug 29, 2018
Starting Points
By · Leave a Comment
Sometimes I think back to Etta Bend, to the middle child in a family of three girls and one boy who grew up there, as the starting point for my family, at least for my mother’s branch. Then, of course Dad’s side had another starting point in Mena, Arkansas. From those beginnings came (so far) five, […]
Feb 3, 2018
Are There Explanations for These Strange Mysteries?
By · 2 Comments
Life has many mysteries as puzzling as fictional ones, happenings that have never been explained. These intrigue me. Amelia Earhart’s disappearance is one of those mysteries. I read a news story that may explain what happened to this daring pilot. And then again, it may not. In 1937, she was attempting to fly around the globe with […]
Nov 11, 2017
Eleventh Day, Eleventh Month, Eleventh Hour, Armistice
By · 3 Comments
It has been a long time since the Armistice was signed in 1918. My mother, Susie Latty Day, was a little girl at the time but she remembered it vividly, always, and what a time of rejoicing it was. This was The Great War, the War to End All Wars, the world would be at […]
Nov 8, 2017
Waltzing into Wednesday
By · Leave a Comment
Waltzing–does anybody waltz any more? Does anyone go out for a dinner eaten by candlelight, accompanied by soft music, and dancing? Or, is that a part of the past, seen only in old black and white movies? From what I’ve seen of today’s dancing, I’d say the waltz is antiquated, a thing of yesterday, or […]
