“Chloe, this is Jack!”

By Becky

Jack Bauer

When I log-in on a computer othre than my home one it’s a toss up as to which person the computer thinks I am. Therefore on those occasions, I add the by line at the top so all will know, if not from the obvious clues that this is me and  not Larry [...]

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Trapped Inside the Eternal Sears Loop

The lawn tractor broke on the first of the month. We called Sears, as it’s a Craftsman tractor. They said the soonest they could get a repairman here would be on Friday, June 8. We borrow the neighbor’s tractor as both our goat and machete were lost in the last move. Bob the repair guy came out on Friday [...]

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My Four Fathers: Part I Jon

Never having been a slave to the calendar, especially one imposed by Hallmark, I missed blogging Father’s Day. I had a great idea, a play on the word “forefathers”, about the four fathers I love and admire most. Clever, right? I just didn’t pull it off according to schedule. But there is a difference between [...]

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My Four Fathers: Part II Randy

Randy and Sons

Randy, my brother-in-law, father and mother to two teenage boys, Ransom and Chip. Randy lost his wife, Diana, to cancer five and a half years ago when Ransom was barely 13 and Chip just 10. I spent a lot of time with her in her last few months. She was worried, like any mother in that situation; [...]

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My Four Fathers: Part III Larry

Larry

Larry is not the most romantic man in the usual sense of the word. He doesn’t write poems or love letters or buy mushy cards. He rarely buys flowers. His way of loving is not what you will find in any country song. “I’m gonna bring home a dozen roses, pour us a glass of wine. I’m [...]

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Four Fathers: Part IV My Dad

Dad

My grandsons call him “Pirate grandpa”. My kids call him “Pops”. Some people just call him ”the big guy” because he is. I usually call him “Pa” or “Dad”. 
The snapshots I remember of my dad growing up are scattered but indelible. When I was in kindergarten, my leg was in a cast. All the kids were outside [...]

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The (not so great) Garbage Can Caper

Today is the first day of summer. The last four weeks have been sorta dull. But today that all changed. It almost qualifies as an adventure (if your standards are really low). But so little has happened on Lotie Lane lately that it’s almost worth the “ink”. So here goes.
Erin noticed it first: two little boys sneaking [...]

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