At least this is the way I remember it...
Trading Ward song
Monday, August 3, 2009
Howdy all,
I am so far behind I did not know Toby had a second kid.
The name Aunt Kathryn gave me awhile back. I like white russians but I rarely drink, although I do have this rug that ties my room together very well.
On remembrances, the one person I do not have any memories of is Cynthia (spelling?). Maybe I'll post what I remember of my great-grandparents later.
I am so far behind I did not know Toby had a second kid.
The name Aunt Kathryn gave me awhile back. I like white russians but I rarely drink, although I do have this rug that ties my room together very well.
On remembrances, the one person I do not have any memories of is Cynthia (spelling?). Maybe I'll post what I remember of my great-grandparents later.
Welcome Dude. Good to hear from you. Your father and I looked like dude ranch dudes as we rode our horses in Gunneson recently. A great visit. I reminded Toby of the Blog; just talked to him on Skye and will be going to see him in Swaziland in a few weeks. They have updated their website www.tatesworld.com and have pictures of their trip to Capetown and other stuff. his email is tobias@tatesworld.com . Grad-cordinator on-the-run-send him an invitation.
Welcome to The Dude
Howdy Dude. Do you drink White Russians? Now if we can get a couple others of your generation watching (and maybe posting or commenting) it will be even more fun.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Mesa Verde




One of the really good summer reads is a book called House of Rain, about the Mesa Verde area and all but it is mire ta that... It is a good travelogue and a good view of how young (25-40) people ehre take risks.. This guy slides down valleys in the snow like 200-300 fet without skies and gets into roaring flood rivers on the flash flood desert... etc.
Here are some more photos from Mesa Verde... oh that is the incarnation of Kelly and I at the cliff's edge..
Yeap I climbed it...
the rest are at
www.photofive.com
Cotton Bowl
I do remember riding with Upton and Richard going to the Cotton Bowl in 1958-- Jan. 1. 1959 to be accurate... and listening to this new guy named Castro lead a revolution to take over Cuba.. Upton kind of liked him... Upton also like Huey Long...Air Force played Texas Tech I think to a tie.
Nope-- I looked it up. From the Dallas Morning News--It was TCU, you Texas sports fans..
The 23d Cotton Bowl classic will be remembered as the Battle of the Fruitless Field Goals and Fumbles.
Mimi seemed non political as far as I could tell. I think her love was always sports/ golf at least and fashion .. and Mimi made a mean Apple pie too. She made her crusts from scratch and I used to love watching her roll them ... She was proud of that.
I think that is why I liked coffee so much..... I smelled it first at her house... then later at Mother Bernice's .
(I tried again to post this as a comment and it would not work.... ahhhh the cookie machine was left on. )
Nope-- I looked it up. From the Dallas Morning News--It was TCU, you Texas sports fans..
The 23d Cotton Bowl classic will be remembered as the Battle of the Fruitless Field Goals and Fumbles.
Mimi seemed non political as far as I could tell. I think her love was always sports/ golf at least and fashion .. and Mimi made a mean Apple pie too. She made her crusts from scratch and I used to love watching her roll them ... She was proud of that.
I think that is why I liked coffee so much..... I smelled it first at her house... then later at Mother Bernice's .
(I tried again to post this as a comment and it would not work.... ahhhh the cookie machine was left on. )
-Riding to football games on thanksgiving at the high school with Upton and Richard, the smell of cigars, coffee in the old Stanley thermos, and a smell I would later appreciate as the smell of good Bourbon.
-walking down to the barn fence to dump the "compost" for Jim and the chickens.
-visting with Upton in his hospital room when he was being treated for bone cancer. You just thought his stories were interesting normally; you should have heard his painkiller induced stories. I was like time travel.
-walking down to the barn fence to dump the "compost" for Jim and the chickens.
-visting with Upton in his hospital room when he was being treated for bone cancer. You just thought his stories were interesting normally; you should have heard his painkiller induced stories. I was like time travel.
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