Monthly Archives: July 2009

Along with the garden we always had along the edge of the grassy area by the driveway when we lived at the Swanson Farm, Mom planted purple dahlias in a row in the front yard by the mail box. They … Continue reading →

I was born with red hair and lots of it. It shined like a new penny in the morning sun. It was pretty much unheard of to take little girls to a beauty show or boys to a barber. So … Continue reading →

My Mom always had a big garden when we lived at Swanson Farms. She probably had one at Tipton’s too, but I was too young to remember much about it. The garden at Swanson farms ran north to south along … Continue reading →

I learned to sew from my Mom. She was a 4-H leader for over 20 years. She loved to sew, mostly clothes for her daughters and mending worn shirt collars for my dad along with the ebb and flow of … Continue reading →

My brother Alan reminded me to always look down when walking across a corral. There were things we did from a young age that we never gave a second thought about. I guess if I were born today I would … Continue reading →

When I was little, maybe 12 or so, there was a popular song on the Hit Parade: Tammy Taammmmmy. I can’t remember the rest of the words, but we heard it on the radio all the time and sung the … Continue reading →