Over 100 relatives… Fed over 300 family and friends… Launched my book Red Dirt in My Soul… Talked and talked… Hugged and hugged again… Took very few pictures unfortunately… Relying on others for that… Legs are tired… Left my camera in a car over there… So no photos tonight… Need to put my feet up…
Category: Family
The Setting
The setting for our centennial party is around “the white house”. This is the original homestead building built by Joe Henry and added on to by the Greets. Usually, most people see it from the “white house” side… like here. But on the back side is the log cabin part. The white clapboard part was…
Twelfth Day
Twelve more days until our big celebration… Posters have been up in Ten Sleep for a week now… Postcards have been sent to friends, relatives, and business people… I’ve ordered plates…blue as the sky… I’ve ordered cups… brick red as the dirt… I’ve got tablecloths… green as the grass and hay… Red Dirt in My…
Let’s Rodeo!
The 4th in Ten Sleep means parade. The 4th in Ten Sleep means street dance. The 4th in Ten Sleep means RODEO! Now I’ve taken photos of the parade every year but this one because… We were Grand Marshals. A friend took this one… There’s me and my boys, and Victoria and Vernon… unseen is…
It Was There…
Apologies for not posting yesterday. I wanted to share our 4th of July Celebration Small Town Style. I want the world to know… that here… It is everywhere. We followed it at the front of the parade. It lined the streets. It’s on the back of a horse drawn wagon. It’s on the competitors in…
Wordless Wednesday – Lonely One Room Schoolhouse
One room schoolhouse from my father-in-law’s childhood sits under the red bluffs… lonely, waiting for children’s laughter just one more time…
A Gift
I’ve been extremely lucky in my life to have some great friends. They’ve all shared a part of my life… Helped me to grow… Helped me when times were tough… Helped my moods, my spirit, my workload! Most are long gone down the roads that separate us all. That doesn’t mean I don’t think of…
Book
Long ago… when my kids were little and chubby and cute and just… just… just… you know… so full of potential and… LIFE!, I wrote a children’s book. About them… and this ranch… and the feeling that you get here… of continuing tradition… of history… of hard work… of generations… I called it Red Dirt…
Wyoma Story
From Wyoma’s book… Wyoma’s Life Stories. “When a woman marries a farmer she automatically becomes an instant hired man and she had better know how to do anything and everything or be on the look out as how to do it. I had never shocked grain but I soon learned. When Jim had the horses…
Father’s Day – Good and Bad
The day started with news that Vernon’s Uncle J. had passed away. He was a nice man and will be missed. The weather today was gorgeous again. I felt better after a bad night with a splitting headache, barking dogs, and a bedroom too warm to sleep comfortably. We decided on a picnic to our…
A Story from Wyoma
I introduced you to Wyoma yesterday. I thought I’d share her story of coming to Ten Sleep and meeting her husband first. She was a cracker! See if you can get a feel for her character in this story… all spellings and writing style are hers… “During the summer of 1928, our friends from Ten…