The Old Tire Horse The old tire swing that resembles a horse Hangs under the tall maple tree. The children no longer climb onto his back And he looks a bit lonely to me. At one time my girl rode into the wind On make-believe trips through the town. She needed a boost to get […]
Jan 23, 2019
When Winter Was Memorable
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It’s cold this morning. You may live in parts of the world where twenty-three degrees would be considered a heat wave, but I’m not. I live in NW Arkansas and it’s cold! Rain that surely must be ice is on the streets, a dusting of snow like spilled flour, drifts across grass and pavement. I […]
Jun 11, 2013
Remembering Pappy
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My older brothers and sister had many memories of our grandparents Levi and Edna Latty when they and my parents lived on farms at Etta Bend. Pappy had a good sense of humor and the boys were always thinking up ways to play a joke on him. This remembrance is from my brother Thurman Day: […]
