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You Never Know What You Might Find

You Never Know What You Might Find

Posted on May 24, 2021

As we walk on the ground, we may never discover what lies beneath our feet. Why, it could be something that has been lost for years or something the Good Lord placed there in the beginning. Sometimes when large excavating is going on, entire villages of long ago might just start revealing themselves. Sometimes human or animal bones from centuries past are...

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Story of the Not-So-Free Cat

Story of the Not-So-Free Cat

Posted on May 13, 2021

Several years back, I had a heart attack and had to have bypass surgery. When I went for my follow-up visit, I was told that I had clean pipes. This turned out to be wrong and I had to have another catheterization. Seems I had another blockage that was going to be treated with medicine. Between the medicine and the good Lord, my artery found itself a new...

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Ol’ Cousin Ben

Ol’ Cousin Ben

Posted on May 6, 2021

You know, I’ve found when we look back through our family tree, we can almost always find some interesting characters. Why, I had a cousin named Ben. Seems Ol’ Ben had served in the army during World War II and when he got home, he opened a service station. Along with pumping gas and such, he managed to do a little mechanic work at his small station. In...

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Spring Plantin’ (part 2)

Spring Plantin’ (part 2)

Posted on Apr 22, 2021

Last week’s story ended with my mule going to Washington, but I had to have something to work my garden with, so I got me one of them mechanical mules. You know, the kind that has a big tire in the back and the little tire in front and a Briggs & Stratton motor on top. The first time I used that thing it worked fine till I got to the end of the row....

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Spring Plantin’ (part 1)

Spring Plantin’ (part 1)

Posted on Apr 16, 2021

Come spring I always like to plant myself several gardens. At my house, the only place I have to plant my garden is on the sides of two steep hills behind the house. In a dry spring, my garden won’t produce much because I don’t have enough water pressure to reach up the hill. I have a friend who lives up in the mountains who always has the prettiest...

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