A Moth Moment

A Moth Moment

I scrambled out of bed, my heart pounding. I’d hit the snooze button too many times and now I would be late! I wanted to feed the chickens before my shower so I threw on a pair of old pants and a T-shirt, trotted down the old farmhouse stairs, stepped into my barn...
Dad’s Shadow

Dad’s Shadow

I peeked through the doorway of the small red feed room then climbed into the dimly lit space, my nose full of the rich wholesome fragrance of milled corn, wheat, oats and barley. I sidled up to the figure stooped in the low-ceiled room, “What you doin’ Dad?”...
Brave Little Friend

Brave Little Friend

Goodbye my faithful friend, my constant shadow. I’ll never again smooth the fine hair around your eyes and ears, or rub your belly between your front legs the way you love. Never again be exasperated by your leaping frenzied greeting when I come home at the end...
Natural Respect

Natural Respect

My stomach clenched, my hands gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, my brain addled by the whirling of my head front to back side to side, my left leg ached with tension as it hovered over the clutch pedal. And yet I was proud, so proud of what I was doing,...
Have Steam, Will Travel

Have Steam, Will Travel

Tons of black iron crept almost soundlessly out of Ernie’s driveway, hissing, smoke billowing, gravel crunching under it’s enormous weight. A mass of levers and gauges allowed the driver to direct the steam power boiling within. At the controls, our cousin...
Building of a Corn Crib

Building of a Corn Crib

This series of pictures shows the building of a corncrib including homemade lumber at our cousin’s sawmill across the road, circa 1962 (?). My dad, Walter, with an oak log from our bush: The sawmill at cousin Ernie’s: Cutting our lumber: Preparing the...

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