Have Steam, Will Travel

Have Steam, Will Travel

by | Jun 22, 2015 | Farm Life, Memories

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...
The Rhubarb Incident

The Rhubarb Incident

by | Jun 12, 2015 | Animals, Horsing Around, Memories

Mom stood looking out the big east kitchen window of our red brick farm house, “Susan! Look out the window, Cheryl’s outside with Blackie. Leading him in the rain!” I dropped my library book, uncurled my legs and jumped up in one quick movement, pressing my face...

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