This picture is of me with my grandmother on the Huff family farm. Leaves are off the trees so could be late fall or winter there in Louisiana. For some reason I recalled the other day visits my brother Wayne and I had to that farm. For a while, our father, Lewis, a chiropractor in… Continue reading Life on the Farm
Need some Oak Grove background for this to make much sense. OG was a very small town then (1950s and 1960s). It was a secure town, nobody locked their doors or cars so kids were pretty much left alone to run around town at will. We all had bicycles and cap pistols so one of… Continue reading Cowboy Hide and Seek
Swim up bar suits her. don’t you think? Sine this is Nancy’s birthday, figured my blog warranted a Nancy story. Nancy and I had been married for all of about 4 months (in January 1970) when we arrived in Key West, FL for my first duty assignment. We had not yet been assigned quarters and… Continue reading Life with Nancy
Gotta love the skinny tie. I was 12 when the little princess was born. We all discussed names before she was born, but I do not recall knowing whether she was to be a girl. I am pretty sure we had no idea. Kelly would have fit either gender, but having had a year of… Continue reading Life With Kellye
Wayne was always his own man. Never worried about peer pressure for him. Of course that also led to a number of school ground conflicts. Because our school was 1-12 (no kindergarten in those days) we saw each other at school nearly every day from the time I was in 3d grade until I graduated.… Continue reading Life with Wayne
Lewis was unique in so many ways. First Lewis is usually a last name while Louis is a first name. Dad was named after John L. Lewis, head of the United Mine Workers for many years and my grandfather’s hero. I’ll talk more about that later. Dad tried to join several different military organizations at… Continue reading Life with Lewis
Mom and Dad both took off on Thursday afternoons. Well, Thursday was Mom’s afternoon off, Dad just took off. Dad usually spent Thursday afternoons in the summer at the Lake Providence golf course. Mom, pretty faithfully, took Wayne and me, and I suppose later, Kellye, but by then I was not going to the… Continue reading Life with Cleo.