This is my favorite picture of my Dad. I am guessing it was made in the late 1920’s. Dad was a good man, full of humor; he provided for his family and helped others in need. It wasn’t until after his death that we heard rumors of his “sorted” past. While none of the items… Read More My Dad (Punk)
Untitled 001 Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillI do what I feel in my heart must be done –I say what I feel should be said.I ponder what’s right and wrong in each case –Then I act without feelings of dread.I do not know that I am correct –In all that I say and do –I only know… Read More Untitled 001 Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
LETTERS by Katherine Cary PlaceWhenever I write a letter, to friends that are far away,Or to the home folks I love best, I am careful what I say,I write of the weather and the birds and the flowers, of sunshine and moonlit night,But I never mention the worries to the home folks I write. I… Read More LETTERS by Katherine Cary Place
EARL’S COUSINSGrowing up we visited and heard a lot about Dad’s cousins. I never thought too much about it till recently and then could not make heads or tails of the various people.Culbertson, Dorris, Lane, Julius, Peck and more! Who are these people? How do they fit in and how are we related?It became apparent… Read More EARL’S COUSINS
LORI – WHO’S 4 by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillLori, the twister, can out twist them all –For her age and her size, she will leave you appalled.She is tiny and dainty to look at you see –But her disposition would make up for three.She can show more anger with a glimpse from her eyes –Than any… Read More LORI – WHO’S 4 by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
MY MOTHER’S QUILTS by Katherine Cary PlaceBack in the days of long ago, My Mother used to make,Old-fashioned quilts of choice, And they were up-to-date. She had a name for every one, It seems that I recall,The Crown, the Fan, the Basket Quilt, And Mother made them all. The Old Log Cabin Quilt was one,… Read More MY MOTHER’S QUILTS by Katherine Cary Place
YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU MIGHT FINDMy sister Sula was an avid genealogist. She spent hours in the musty basements of courthouses looking for clues of our heritage. She sparked my interest in the fact finding and desire of answering the gene questions. But I must admit I do most of my searching online.While filling… Read More YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU MIGHT FIND
PLAYBOYS by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillTwo nephews have I! They’ve an interest in girls!Not in their clothes, their smiles, or their pearls.They marvel at the different shapes!Those “PLAYBOY” curves, they appreciate!BUT NEPHEWS!Whether you know it now not –This phase will pass – that is our lot.With age there’s more to “bare” in mind –Then “knockers” and… Read More PLAYBOYS by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Up in an attic high, so high, Far above the city roar,A poet sat when the day was done, And pondered a question o’er and o’er. His hair was long and most unkept, Bushy and thick, was the poet’s hair,His pen lay idle beside his pad, His clothes were old and worn threadbare. “I have… Read More MEMORIES by Katherine Cary Place 1878-1934
As you work on the Richard family history, one fact continues to pop up. As they travel across the United States, the Duckworth family traveled with them. Virginia, Illinois, Missouri and Michigan all find the Richard clan living in close proximity to the Duckworths.Are we related? You would think that some budding romance between the… Read More The Warrens and the Duckworths
Ramblings of an Old Coot 