Born Out of Time/My Accidental Life

September 3, 2018

World War II was raging. Young men and women from all over America were serving on the European and Pacific Fronts. One young man received a letter telling him a couple from a neighboring farm had a new baby girl. Since they hadn’t had a child in almost ten years and they were beyond the usual childbearing years, he answered his Mother’s letter with a request for a photo of this little one. A snapshot was taken and mailed to him. When he received the photo of the curly headed blond baby, he promptly put the photo in the left…

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Sixty Eight Years Ago

March 21, 2017

Today marks the sixty-eighth anniversary year since this birthday tornado hit our farm and the Dahnmann’s farm. The images are as vivid today as they were back then. The sights and the emotions will be with me as long as I journey here on earth. A celebration of deliverance from the fury of the storm was in order. Mama prepared a delicious meal of ham, friend sausage, vegetables, homemade bread and apple pie. We invited the Dahnmann family to join us. Great food and fellowship was shared with a very grateful heart.

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The Tornado’s Destruction

February 28, 2017

I held tightly to my mama’s hand. The closer we got to the Dahnmann’s house, the scarier it got. A huge centuries-old oak tree had been uprooted and had smashed into the front of their home. We could not see the extent of the damage until we were right beside the house. The tree had hit the front porch but had miraculously missed the rest of the house! Barns and other building did not fare so well. The ducks, geese and chickens were in a state of shock. They remained right where they had been when the storm had ripped…

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Missing in Action

February 21, 2017

We were thankful our home had been spared from serious damage from the tornado. The barn could be rebuilt, and the smokehouse, which housed our cured meats and canned fruits and vegetables, was untouched by the storm. In all the excitement, one very important building had been overlooked. Now that things had calmed down some, my mama realized the “outhouse” was missing! This was serious business! With our neighbors’ emergency, looking for the outhouse would have to wait. Next week I will share with you the whereabouts of the “outhouse” and a detailed account of the Dahnmann’s farm.   P.S.…

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The Corral is Here, but Where’s the Barn?

February 14, 2017

Tornadoes do strange things. After the tornado had passed, Mama went to milk Ole Jersey. She gave me my instructions as I outlined in my last blog post. When she rounded the corner of the house, she was in for a real surprise:  The cow, calf and corral were right where they had been, but the barn had been picked up and moved to a new location.  It was quite a sight. The fence of the corral was in place but wasn’t connected to anything. The manger, along with the nests for the hens to lay their eggs, went with…

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After the Storm

February 7, 2017

My mama was a no nonsense lady. We had just experienced a tornado but life had to go on. Our faithful cow, Jersey, was waiting to be milked and mama was going to do just that. But, before she did, I received my instructions. I was to stay IN the house and stay OUT of trouble. Debris from twisted and broken trees were strewn everywhere. Strange objects were deposited in our yard while items that had been on our porch or in our yard were gone. In the meantime, we had no word from daddy or my brother as to…

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The Storm

January 31, 2017

Suddenly, there were black clouds swirling on the porch! I saw them clearly. A deafening roar…all is in darkness…then an unnatural quiet. It was before dawn on March 21, 1949. It was my sixth birthday, and we had just experienced a tornado. The weather had been exceptionally unsettling that morning. My mama had awakened me and I was sitting on my dad’s lap when the tornado hit. As the storm moved on, and the night gave way to the morning’s light, it was obvious our neighbors had not fared as well as us. Not knowing what would await them, grim-faced,…

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Miss Ruby

January 24, 2017

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Miss Ruby had long dark hair and she wore makeup. I remember the red lipstick and red nail polish. She was kind, she spoke softly and smelled wonderful. One day, when my braids were very tight, she loosened them for me. Ahh what a relief it was! It’s been almost seven decades since I’ve seen Miss Ruby but I remember her like it was yesterday. Do you remember your first grade teacher? I wonder if teachers ever realize what an impact they have on their students. If you are a…

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No Bull!!!!

January 17, 2017

What motivates a 6-year-old to do what a 6-year-old does? It must seem like a good idea to them at the time. Here is my true story as a 6-year-old. It was a sunny spring day in bluebonnet country. The bees were busily pollinating, the butterflies were floating from flower to flower and the mockingbirds were singing their songs. Life was good. School had been dismissed and I decided to visit Aunt Millie instead of getting on the school bus and going home. I had to cross two pastures and navigate a road to get to Aunt Millie’s. A disagreeable…

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January 10, 2017

The air was cold and crisp and full of magic and wonder. The neon cross at the top of the sixty-five foot steeple cast a soft light that bathed the country side. The farm families were gathered to sing the songs celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ one last time for the Christmas Season just ended. Epiphany, the Season of Light, was beginning. The first Sunday in Epiphany focuses on the Baptism of Jesus Christ in the River Jordan and the last Sunday in Epiphany celebrates the Transfiguration of our Lord. The Sundays in between highlight His Ministry here on…

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