My Dad keeps us afloat. It’s a very difficult job, but somebody has to do it! Always the caregiver, Dad, constantly goes about making sure that everything gets done for us. Property management is his forte. 🙂 When things get tough, he is apt to hand us a $20 bill, or start doing some task to help, under mom’s direction, anything to restore our happiness. If we are…
Oh, how I loved the opening day of fishing. It meant spring and an early morning wake-up on the last Saturday of April every year. My sisters, father and I would meet W and his sons in the dark up in Boscawen at their farm. Poles in hand, our fathers would drive us up to Franklin, to wet a line just as the sun was coming up over…
I remember being little and stacking wood with my dad. Back in those very old days, when I was really young, it was fun, and I am sure I was probably more of a hindrance than an asset as he tried to get through it without tripping over me. As I got older, I was much better help, but maybe not quite as good company? I was helping…
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