The Teacher I Won't Forget

I guess I was like the little Honda Motorcycle the 60’s song sings about .   Ist year your alright 2 nd year your well I guess you get the message . 1 st grade I did great in school 2 nd grade I was doing real good 3 rd grade...
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My First Girl

Second grade their was cute girl name Linda McDaniel . Blonde hair , blue eyes .Her father owned a second hand furniture store in the neighbor hood and she lived next door to it . I decided one day to walk out of my way ten blocks and walk her home...
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How I Inhierted My Brother In Law

After my first wife had died her two sister’s ; brother ; and closest cousin and I all decided to stay in contact with each other no matter what . I would go to visit all of them regularly every time I was down . I always gave them my address...
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How I Made My Step Daughter My Own

A few months after I married my current wife my step daughter and I were going some place to do an errand. She was seven at the time. She was three years old when her father had died with a heart attack. We were driving down the road and I told...
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Ode To The Shed Out Back

When I got out of the Army I came home to live with my parents . I had a job shortly after I got home working during the week , but week ends were free to do with what I wanted to do . My Daddy decided he wanted to add...
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My Genealogy

I had a very very special childhood . When I was growing up it never entered my mind that there was any other way than the way I was growing up . I had a Mommy , I had a Daddy , My Mommy stayed home , My Daddy worked ,...
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The Day My Daddy Died

I think back over the years when I was a kid that my Daddy whipped me for getting into trouble with his big strong arms . Working in the oilfield pipeline business you really really strong and my Daddy showed it . But as he got older I started noticing how...
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Dear Diary...My heart is broken.

Dear Diary...My heart is broken.
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE Am I allowed to say that I hate my mother? While our relationship has always been pretty rocky (I know I remind her too much of Dad), her latest cruelty has totally shocked me and I just feel that it has killed our...
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Aladdin's Lamp and The Butter Thief

Aladdin's Lamp and The Butter Thief
There was an upside to my finger being crushed by that rod line.  Dad must have contacted the oil company who operated the lease because several months later he, Mother, and I drove to Oklahoma City to visit an official in the oil company's executive offices.   Dad came out with $300.00;...
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Shaking the Oklahoma Dust Off Our Sandals

We bought our groceries on credit in “Jim Trout’s” store in Drumright.  Dad paid the bill when he came home.  On bill paying days Mr. Trout always filled a paper bag with penny candy and gave itto Mother, to be doled out to the kids.  I am sure he was pleased...
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A Mother Can Take Only So Much

The strain of being a single parent living in poverty at one point proved to be too much for Mother.  One day when I was tagging along behind Willard and Gene as they roamed around playing in a field across the highway someone came to tell them to come home quickly. ...
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The Storm Cellar and a Budding Showman

To her dying day, Mother had a terrible fear of “storms.”  Soon after moving onto an oil company lease near Drumright OK, she gave my brothers Rudy, Willard and Gene the job of digging a storm cellar.   It would be a refuge for her and her brood when the always-expected tornado...
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Senior Prom

In December of my senior year at Bristol High a group of my girl friends all got together, secured dates and began preparation of what to wear!  I made my evening gown of red taffeta covered with two layers of white net.  It was strapless. I was so proud of tis accomplishment. My date...
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God's In Control

I’ve learned over the years that no matter what the circumstances are . Let God take care of your problems . I tried many times to take care of my problems my self and I always failed and made a mess out of it . It took me a bad marriage...
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My First Career Change: Age 11

The earliest recollection I have of what I wanted to be when I grow is probably elementary school age. I wanted to be a stewardess. This was before we had to call everyone a "flight attendant".  This was a short-lived dream for two very big reasons:  First I had a growth-hormone...
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The Mother To My Two Son's

About the first of April 1988 I met my current wife . A wonderful woman and mother to my two son’s . Again If you want to meet some one with your like interest go do the things you like to do . How are you going to meet some one...
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My BIG Mistake

After I had got a job and settled in St Louis area my girl friend and I was getting pretty serious with each other   . the following April after I had moved to St Louis I took her down to meet my Mom and Dad . On the way back...
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Moving To St Louis

They always told me that if you wanted to meet some one that you will like go do something that you like to do . The only thing is I like to stay home . How are you supposed to meet some one if you stay at home? I had heard...
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Moving Back To Oklahoma

After my wife died and it was left up to me to cook ; wash the dishes ; do the laundry ; clean the house for me and two son’s ages six and four I learned what my wife had done with her time . after doing a forty hour week...
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How I Got Saved

After my wife’s death   one of my dear friends from work that I had gone to Tech school with said “ You Ain’t   Driving” I spent the first night with them . He even gave up his bed for me that night . A teacher from the headstart watched...
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