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Hey! Let’s go on a book tour…and add relatives, and people we haven’t seen or kept track of in years and years. Won’t that be fun? First Stop: A Texas High School Reunion. (Go Eagles!!) Now, I’m sure many of you have … Continue reading
There is a gumpy little saying cruising the internet. It’s all over facebook, adorned with rainbows or kittens. To be a rebel, I’m attaching my saddle oxfords to it…or I would if I had any. First…the saying. If you are … Continue reading
While doing research , I ran across an old black and white magazine ad for SPAM. In the Hormel line-up was Tongue Spam. Unfortunately, I can’t find the ad again in the internet maze, but it brought back a shadowy … Continue reading
Maybe it’s because ol’ Fido is now guarding the golden gates. That’s the excuse I’m using for not knowing about Doggie Septic tanks. This handy dandy Do-It-Yourself project allows you to bury a vat in a corner of your yard. … Continue reading
There’s a story behind the Two Pan’s Needles, Dogs, and Secrets posted last week. It surprised the woofers out of me to discover that sewing needles were a precious commodity in the newly opened Western territories. It was easier to … Continue reading
I’m William Woolsey. Silky Sue, owner of the Salt Lick Saloon came to me with a proposition, I tried to be civil. I told her there were other men in town who’d be her freighter. But she didn’t want miners … Continue reading
For those of you who don’t live in the watery northwest, you’re probably unaware of the prison camps we keep for trees. Let’s look at Herbert. As a small sapling he was overjoyed to have his feet stuck in mother … Continue reading
Welcome to Pioneer Fridays in Two Pan Bricker Spinrad, my esteemed spouse, isn’t a farmer. He came for the gold. Our first winter in Two Pan was so cold, Bricker attended church just to hear about the fires of hell. … Continue reading
Most families cement their bonds by creating rituals. I have a friend whose entire family returns to Oklahoma State University on the eve of the HomeComing Game. They fly or drive, bringing kids and grandkids to watch the parade, walk … Continue reading