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One of the greatest rewards of having lived a long life is the perspective gained from experience. In every culture since the dawn of man the elders shared their wisdom with the young. Sharing this wisdom not only enriches the lives of those with whom it is shared but also provides...
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Wishing one could go back in time and relive some part of one’s life is tempting, but with a little reflection it is easy to see that changin perhaps even a small decision or action is loaded with unintended, life changing consequences. The poet Robert Frost made this point clearly in...
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"The best I could do is the best I could do" comes to mind when attempting to answer the question posed. Hindsight is always 20-20, and I can't imagine anyone not wanting to do something over again if given the opportunity, but we know we cannot go back in time; therefore,...
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Here are some memories for you: During wwII, while living at grandparents house, at 7 yrs. old; I wanted a dog, so seeing a huge conch shell being used as a door stop-I got the idea to make that my dog and put a rope around it and drug...
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I was born December 23 so my first cake was a home made red velvet cake made by Mom. White icing thank you - not that nasty cream cheese stuff. Always decorated with red and green icing as well.... Decorations on top of the cake would change over the years depending...
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A couple of miles west of my home town, Caney KS, after crossing an old iron truss bridge spanning the muddy Caney River on a narrow asphalt country road there was a crossroads. To the north the road ran a few miles and then fizzled out. To the south it turned into...
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Although we never lived near the rest of our family, my mother always made an effort to connect with them durig the holiday season - which was a great thing, since my grandmother was the best cook in the entire universe. (Go ahead; put up your dukes. I stand by my...
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Yes, Bo, I remember the Farm very well. I remember spending the night with Grandmother and Grandaddy Anthony and then coming home telling my mom about the awful stuff Grandmother had me take before I went to bed. Turns out it was castor oil. I don't remember any sleep overs after...
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Hey Barb ! It's little Dwight Beau (Bo) Hall ! Sydna was telling me about you wanting to share memories we have about the country - H.C. / Grannie / Bill / etc. You know I lived there from about 7 to 12 years of age and you guy's visited often...
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One of my earliest memories of childhood with Barbara was during the summer time when we were out of school. I don't remember how old we were. Mom and Pop both worked and I guess there was a lapse in childcare so we got to go out with Granddaddy "Pop" Dodson...
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Holidays in our home meant company, and the preparation of a table weighed with food. Hours of preparation yielded a large mound of pasteles and a huge pot of arroz con gandules , in addition to a turkey and a roast pork shoulder, a stand-in for puerco asado, roast suckling pig....
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Holiday traditions always include great food. Here are some of our family recipes. Your special meals will be remembered by your children and grandchildren. Remember to ask your parents and grandparents for their special recipes. As you publish your family delicacies try some of the recipes of other members. You may...
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Not all Christmases are “Tiny Tim,” “Santa Claus,” “Joy to The World” affairs. Some are. . .well . . . “different.” This is the story of one of those. It was December, 1987. Anne and I were living in Lone Jack MO where I was the School Superintendent. We...
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