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by robbievance
You know how a sound or smell can bring up a memory? Today, I smelled something that took me back to Saturday dinners (known as lunch outside the South) at Maw and Pop’s house. When I’d come in the carport door, the sound of the pressure cooker steam-rattling away on the stove was an immediate siren-song pulling me around the corner into the kitchen. … Read More Maw’s Long-handle Serving Spoon
by robbievance
When I was in my early teens, my grandparents were given a blue heeler (Australian cattle dog). He was a medium sized dog with a scruffy salt and pepper coat, and I thought he looked like he should be owned by a homeless person. He wasn’t anything you’d see and want to cuddle with.
by robbievance
This story was written a few years ago by my distant relative, Dr. E.O. Lester, about my great-grandfather. E.O. visits the blog from time to time, so if you enjoy this story, leave him a comment at the bottom of this page.
The View From My Seat 