Moss and Mumblety-peg

Moss and Mumblety-peg
Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Moss and Mumblety-peg The game of mumblety-peg is so old that even Mark Twain mentioned it as one of the favorites enjoyed by young boys.  It was outdoors, in the summer, and played in the grass.  To do...
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My Life Story by Eleanor Jean Arnold Tyler

I was born in Portsmouth, Ohio on January 15, 1931, during the Depression years. My mom and dad, Ruth Isabel Thrickmorton and Walter Leroy Arnold, were living with my dad's grandparents, Minnie Burkhart and Adolph Arnold, at 814 Eighth Stree, Portsmouth, Ohio. My great-grandparents had built the house in approximately 1892....
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My Life Story by Eleanor Jean Arnold Tyler

I was born in Portsmouth, Ohio on January 15, 1931, during the Depression years. My mom and dad, Ruth Isabel Thrickmorton and Walter Leroy Arnold, were living with my dad's grandparents, Minnie Burkhart and Adolph Arnold, at 814 Eighth Stree, Portsmouth, Ohio. My great-grandparents had built the house in approximately 1892....
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Can We Remember? Do We Remember?

Can We Remember?  Do We Remember?
On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Can We Remember?  Do We Remember?  Should We Remember?   People who think often about the past engage in subconscious peeking into their personal histories.  They see flashes of happy times, stressful times, sad times, times...
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Oskie Wow Wow, Burma Shave, and Other Artifacts

Oskie Wow Wow, Burma Shave, and Other Artifacts
While driving my jaunty  Explorer Sportrac, which my wife has named “Sassy Red,”  to the dealer some thirty miles away for its scheduled  maintenance, I passed some long-familiar scenes.  My mind began drifting, conjuring an image of life as it was sixty to seventy years ago.  God, how I long for...
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From the Plains to the Mountains

From the Plains to the Mountains
PREFACE:  This is the second memoir of a multi-year experience that had a definite impact on my later life.  I want to stress that I am sharing these experiences in an effort to give some testimony to the way God has worked in my life and not in any sort of...
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Tree Houses `R Us

In rummaging through my bookshelf recently selecting books I could donate to our church’s garage sale I came across a collection of stories my next oldest brother, Gene, had written as a columnist for the weekly newspaper in the town in which he grew up  He grew up living in and...
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From The . . . (plains) . . . Of Montezuma

From The . . .  (plains) . . .  Of Montezuma
Preface:  This is the first "chapter" of what will be a "quadrilogy" chronicling a part of my teen years that had a profound effect on my later life.  I do not offer these in any kind of "I'm proud of this" boasting way.  If I have any motive other than simply...
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The Helping Hands Club

In the fall of 1956 a young woman with four small children moved to Oskaloosa, Iowa, where my family lived. I don’t remember her name and wouldn’t divulge it if I did, so I’ll call her Carol. She came from another State, where she and her children had been battered by...
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TRICK OR. . . . Trick

Trick or . . . . trick Halloween in the late 20 th, Early 21 st Century is a "holiday" that has completely metamorphosed from the form it had at mid-20 th Century. If a teen-aged boy of those days were somehow magically time-traveled to Halloween night 2014 and saw little...
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A Story Only One Person Can Tell

A Story Only One Person Can Tell
On the road...again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   This Was Home For More Than 55 Years A picture can prompt 10,000 words this photo was rejected for inclusion in a book of memoirs because of presumed copyright law violation   At first glance,  the...
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The Summer of Lefty

  NOTE: This is a "Coming of Age" story. It isn’t pretty nor is it pleasant for me to recall. But life consists of pleasure, pain, success, failure, ugliness and beauty. If my legacy consists of memories of significant events in my life and if it is to be complete and honest, it...
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Record-Breaking Secrets

Record-Breaking Secrets
Perhaps you’ve heard the expression: “Nobody wants to read your diary except your mother,” but if that were true, why do so many of us love autobiographies? Is it because we feel less isolated when somebody else shares his or her secrets? In Diane Keaton’s book: “Let’s Just Say it Wasn’t...
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The Cherry Tree

The Old Cherry Tree             When I was eight years old we moved into the house that my father’s grandparents had built in 1882.  Many of the plants and trees they’d put in over the years were still thriving.  There was an abundance of hollyhocks, peonies, lily of the valley, tea...
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A Short Botanical History Of The Trees Of Home

A Short Botanical History Of The Trees Of Home
On the road …again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek A Short Botanical History Of Home We youngsters might have taken the trees for granted when we were very young, but as we grew older those trees around the house became keepsakes.  The old Pellek homestead...
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Always The Amateur

Always The Amateur
On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Always An Amateur   Life can be so disheartening when you grow up without good looks, athletic ability, high intelligence, or with physical limitations.  Poor posture and annoying mannerisms also add to the handicaps that we...
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Jo Eastwood - Pets

Jo Eastwood - Pets
Jo recalls the pets she had growing up
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Carina West - My Early Childhood

Carina West - My Early Childhood
Carina recalls her early childhood....
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Our American Fork Home

When I was 10 years old my parents sold their house in Orem and bought a new one in American Fork.   It was a brand new house on an acre and a third.  Including our house, there were 4 new house, next to each other in the middle of the...
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It's Saturday, Where Is The Yardstick?

It's Saturday, Where Is The Yardstick?
  On the road …again! Afghanistan to Zambia   Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   It's Saturday, Where Is The Yardstick?   There were seven kids in the Pellek household, so there was plenty of mischief under our roof, and elsewhere.  Five boys and two girls kept our...
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