Wednesday, September 23, 2015
# 30 - The End of Antlers
The year that Ollie cried over Hursel's picture, Ben started thinking seriously about, and planning for, moving the family to Atoka. Hursel had been gone for four years. He was nearly twenty now. Ben had lost heart for Ben's Cafe. It just wasn't the same there without Hursy. It wasn't any fun...
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Tuesday, September 22, 2015
#29 - The Freemason
It took every bit of the ten years that Hursy had been gone from home for Ben to admit to himself (never to Ollie) that it might have been a wee bit his fault that his son had run away from home. Ben was a proud man. He was a hard worker at anything he undertook. He was proud of his family heritage...
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Monday, September 21, 2015
A Day With Problems
The next part of "My Oklahoma Family" was the very hardest part for me to write, for several reasons, but I did. I should have known better, but I spent several hours getting it just right on the "Blogit Add a New Entry" place, and when I was done, it flew away into that secret place of the Ethernet...
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Sunday, September 20, 2015
Too Little, Too Late
It has been a couple of weeks, or more since I wrote the last post on my Oklahoma Family story. I guess it is time for me to post another bit, lest I fall by the wayside and never finish what I began. The last chapter/post ( Go to 27. The Roaring Twenties ) found Hursel (Slim) finally, after many...
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Saturday, September 19, 2015
Mother Mud
"There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud." ~ Carl Sandburg I can't keep up with my grandchildren. This time it's a mud race--The Fort Bragg Rebok Spartan. Blue-ribbon winners includes Grandson Michael in the middle of this...
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