Category: Memories

The ’53 International

Back in the day, when my imagination was geared more toward the innocence of a child and the wonderment of all things new, one of my most favorite past times was driving for miles and miles in my grandpa’s 1953

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Meet Me At The Tipple

As I’ve mentioned several times in this blog, I grew up and live in an old mining town, and by old I mean when the mines first started up they were dug out by men and the coal was hauled

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How Milwaukee’s Best Became Milwaukee’s Beast

If you know anything about beer, then you’ve probably already discerned the gist of this post, but read on, it get’s, um, interesting. Let me start at the beginnin’ of the particular day the details of this post surround. It started

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Taters

Way back in the stone ages of my youth, there were a handful of things I absolutely despised doing, plantin’ and diggin’ taters were two of ’em. Ya see, we always had a garden. Now I’m not talkin’ about some

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The Lonely Journey

He thinks about her every day. He remembers the feel of her body against his, the touch of her hand on his face, the spark of love in her eyes. He remembers the smell of her hair and it takes

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30’s Love Room 8

It’s been a long time since I’ve thought about that title. For a couple of years, it was my life. Back in 2002, not long after Jennifer passed away, I discovered Yahoo! Chat and it quickly became an addiction. 30’s

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She Was … Everything

At the ripe ‘ole age of 23, I met this wildcat. Redheaded with a temper to match. She always knew what she wanted, and she almost always got it, and that included me. I was your typical roundabout, girl crazy

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A Hillbilly’s Winter Tale

Ice Balls And Eyeballs Do Not A Pair Make Back in the day when I was a young’un, we had some, what today would be considered, bad winters. Back then it was normal for the snow to start fallin’ around

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An Old Tin Roof And A Country Boy

There ain’t nothen’, well, almost nothen’, that I would rather hear than rain fallin’ on a tin roof. When I was just a pup growin’ up in my Papaw and Mamaw’s house with my uncle, aunt, and mom, there was

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Something Different From The Hillbilly

I was goin’ through my email folders lookin’ for some information I need, and I ran across this email that I sent to a very special someone. Every word of this is true, it actually happened and I wanted to “memorialize”

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