As a certified country curmudgeon, it's been said that I have an opinion on everything and a story for every occasion. Other folks just say that I'm a windbag. I, on the other hand, consider myself a purveyor of nostalgia, humor and social commentary from the country perspective. While I occasionally get an article published in some country or hunting oriented magazine, many thoughts pop up which I'd like to share, but which don't call for full-fledged articles. That's the purpose of this blog. Please be aware that all entries are copyrighted and may not be used without permission. COMMENTS from anyone are very WELCOME, pro or con, as long as they aren't needlessly disrespectful. Any comments deleted after posting have merely been removed for privacy reasons.
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6 comments:
All those little boys who once were. Would they even imagine being seen all over the world almost eighty years later. Now thats amazing progress.
Are these relations of yours? I get such a kick out of looking at old photographs.
The thought would never have occurred to them, I suspect, Crystal.
One is, Penny, but I won't say which. I think the ones I know of are all dead now. I imagine the others are, too.
Gangsters every one. It would be enough to make me want to move out of the neighborhood.
Grace and peace.
Your comment on Frank James' blog was RIGHT ON...It's all about how you feel whjen you look in that mirror! You've got a good mind.
They ARE kinda scary; aren't they, Pumice?
Thanks, nate!
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