Tag Archives: life

My Friend Rudy Died

Pardon me, if you can spare just a moment I would like to introduce you to my very good friend, Rudy.  Oh yes, I know what you’re thinking.  You’re afraid to speak your mind fearing that those words might create … Continue reading

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Pointing the Finger of Guilt

I purposely haven’t shared many stories about one part of my life.  I don’t really know why; I’m not ashamed of that portion of my existence, in fact, I wholeheartedly believe that I did some good things and made a … Continue reading

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Earthquake Parties

Did you hear the one about the “Earthquake Party?”  No, well until just recently neither had I.  Earthquake party, what in the world is an earthquake party you might ask.  Well, it just so happens that you’ve come to the … Continue reading

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Little Goat Songs

Marilyn Carnell grew up in the small Southwest Missouri Ozark town of Pineville.  She and her sister Zella knew just about everyone in the town of seven hundred or so people and many of the residents were, in some way … Continue reading

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Return to Me

Robin loved birds so very much.  She seemed captivated by their colors and songs and she watched as they soared and flew above the grass filled fields.  I now shamefully admit and mournfully regret that I never bothered to ask … Continue reading

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The Lure of a Sunny Day

I had seen that old, paint faded Chevy El Camino driving around the streets of Noel on many occasions but never gave the car or its driver a second thought.  The small Southwest Missouri Ozark town of Noel was home … Continue reading

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Mary’s Journal; All About Our Baby

My mother, Mary Louise Barr Fine, was a girl whose only view of life and the world was the one she had from the small Southwest Missouri Ozarks town of Pineville.  There she went to school, swam in the warm … Continue reading

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