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Gray Day

| February 29, 2008

Did I say before that my Dad used to assign colors to days?  I guess I did.  Dad was an interesting guy; I wish I’d known him better.  He died when he was 51, and I was 28.  I was busy, very busy with 3 small children.  I was also angry, because I viewed his […]

Nice, Revisited

| February 28, 2008

I know you remember the (what-a-nice) dish post of a while back.  I was confronted with a similar situation a couple of days ago.  You remember my flu, right?  I didn’t feel too good Sunday evening, so I asked Papa to go to the store and get cake and topping for our strawberries.  He did.  […]


| February 27, 2008

Freddie Newby passed away on Sunday, February 24th. Freddie could be found at the Huron Valley Eagles, Flat Rock Michigan on most Saturday nights; he introduced the bands and he handled the sound. He had done sound for festivals around Michigan in previous years. We last saw Freddie February 16, when he introduced Mike’s band […]

The Flu

| February 26, 2008

OK, so I got it.  Sunday I thought it was the long day at Fort Wayne that tired me out.  Yesterday I knew.  I’m not sick to my stomach, and my digestion is fine.  But I feel like I got hit by a truck, and I can’t wake up.  I slept most of yesterday, all […]

Is This Oz?

| February 20, 2008

He was here for a couple of days and now he’s gone again.  His Mom is in the background, she and I both have a kind of empty feeling this afternoon.  That is the car he bought on Friday.  Kind of looks like a young guy’s car, doesn’t it?  He had a TV he wanted to […]


| February 18, 2008

What a weekend!  I did mention the camper show, didn’t I?  We went and I’m still thinking about some of what we saw.  It’s a dangerous place, because of course, we want  (or perhaps I want) a new one.  I’ve reached a stage in my life where I seem to know enough to look only at […]

Speak English?

| February 15, 2008

A call center needs employees.  I was on the phone with someone for almost an hour today, and I’m still not sure they understood me.  They did keep saying they were sorry, and that was true, they are sorry.  I guess I can’t tell you what company, they might sue me.  I told Papa I needed a mixed […]

In Memory

| February 14, 2008

Frank Burns was a good old boy, one of the best of that kind.  He had his opinions, but he wouldn’t hurt a flea and he spread a lot of love.  GS3 was camping with us at Whispering Winds, known to some Michigan bluegrass fans as Wendy Smith’s place.  It was the July 4th festival, 2003.  […]

This is Worth 4:20

| February 12, 2008

If I listen to this style of fiddling, I like it to be Johnny Gimble. But this is pretty darn good, don’t you think?

A Fine Weekend

| February 11, 2008

We had a fine weekend, in spite of the miserable weather.  We went “up North” on Friday night, arriving at M-in-L’s home about 9:30.  She was waiting up, good thing it didn’t take any longer.  If you really care, this is one some people think about the geography around here. ( if you read that […]