From The Past

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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Wednesday Waltzing

I'm afraid I led you astray with that subject line. I couldn't begin to waltz to this if my life depended on it. This music is from the Tiki Culture of the 1950's. I had this Les Baxter LP album, Tamboo, when I was a teen. I thought it was so cool. It went right along with Tiki Torches, Tiki Huts,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday Tempo

Time to get back in the swing of things. The rain is over. Partly cloudy is good. Sis and I have plans. That always perks me up. She has a smile that just won't quit. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Monday Music

Dreary, rainy morning with headache and soggy head, and desire to go back to bed. I love it. We do need the rain. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Sunday Sing

Great hymn. We sang it so often at our church when I was a kid that I still remember the page number in our old Baptist Hymnal. "Turn in your hymnals to page 353." Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Do You Sew?

My mother always looked beautiful to me, so I'm not sure she followed the advice from the Singer Sewing Machine Manual from 1949, or not. Whether or not she did, she would have loved this page: The friend who sent this to me is still laughing. But, I have trouble laughing because I can still see... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

The Day Son Bought A Carabao - The End

Laughing seemed to be a big part of this trip of Son's to visit Evelyn's family in the jungle of Luzon Island, The Philippines. She was doing it again, laughing at his bewilderment of what her life had always been. Being a good natured fellow, he did not take offense at her laughter, but instead was... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 15, 2016

The Day Son Bought A Carabao - Part The Fifth

The broiling sun was drooping well past the meridian as she led him past the p iña plants and the bamboo garden toward a rocky area in the distance, where water ran and shallow puddles collected. Son could see a water buffalo (a carabao as they called them) standing in the water. He assumed they... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

The Day Son Bought A Carabao - Part The Fourth

When they finally walked out into a large clearing, Son was astounded. He had never seen anything quite like it. For hours he had been bombarded by the chatter of the innumerable monkeys swinging about in the treetops overhead and the screeching and cawing of tropical birds. In comparison, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

The Day Son Bought A Carabao - Part The Third

Carabao of The Philippines picture from Wikipedia Son did his homework before his journey into the jungle with Evelyn. He wanted desperately to help her (short of marriage) out of the life of prostitution in which she seemed to be trapped. He found that carabao for sale were few and far between and... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

The Day Son Bought A Carabao - Part the Second

Evelyn and Mark became fast friends even though he made it clear to her that he was not interested in marriage as her father was hoping. He was honest with her about his "having a girl in every port"--one in Hong Kong, one in South Korea, one in Thailand... He told her how he had joined the Navy on... Sign in to see full entry.

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