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A new friend + a new toy + two determined kids = Saturday morning garage sale + Ebay and Amazon.com listings Some great friends of ours have moved to Monticello from Arkadelphia, and their son was the recent recipient of…
In the spring of 1995, Carolyn was still receiving treatment for Hodgkin’s Disease. We had settled into a strange, surreal routine by that time after months of treatment. On the days she would receive treatment, we could basically count on…
I was Monticello Intermediate School’s first Watch DOG today. I hope you can paws long enough from your blog hopping to bark up this tree for a moment. I had a great experience; let me tell you why… First of…
First of all, Ghost is back. Two weeks ago, I discovered an unfortunate result of being a two-wheeled traveller… a flat tire is total stoppage. There is no spare on a moped. I was at a meeting at Sam and…
With many thanks to Jenny for posting this first in our blog circle… I don’t think this thing is real accurate… What do you think?
We have a chihuahua that I can’t stand. We have a fish that appeared over night. There is a bird in Sam’s room that bites me. We finally got rid of a hamster whose roll wheel kept me up at…
Many of you who know us well and have been following this gradual epic of “Our Story” may have been waiting for this particular entry. In some ways, this week in October 1994 still remains the epicenter of our relationship.…
This entry will be a little different from most of the others in our story, but it’s such a “moving” story, and one previously unwritten, that I thought it might be appreciated here. It occurs during our tenure in Garland,…
Sam and Zac McKinstry spent the afternoon together. I never saw them until they came loping into the house, dripping in sweat. “Where have you been?” I asked, curious. “Riding bikes on North Main,” Zac said. “Where on North Main?”…