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DAY SEVEN – EMMY

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March 16, 2013

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EMMY

From late 1974 until 1990, our family dogs were Tasha and then Tasha and Suzy and then just Tasha again.  After Suzy’s death and while Tasha was showing her age, we were privileged to take in a new puppy.  My brother Lonny’s dog was a purebred Siberian Husky and she was pregnant.  The father was also a purebred Siberian, so the puppies were beautiful Siberian Huskies.  Suzanne was four years old and Michael was six, so this would be the first dog that was really their dog.  I believe that Tasha thought we would all be well taken care of by the new kid, so she chose to move on to her next life just before the puppy was ready to leave its mother.

When we got the puppy, the task of giving it a name fell on Michael and Suzanne.  The name they came up with was Emily.  That name did not quite fit her, though, and within a few days the name became Emmy. Continue reading →

DAY FIVE – WHERE ARE MY DOGS?

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March 14, 2013

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WHERE ARE MY DOGS?

There were, of course, other dogs.  For most of my school years we had two wonderful dogs named Lady and Smoky.  Lady was a Cocker Spaniel Mix and Smoky an AKC Weimaraner.   They had very good lives for dogs.  We lived in a rural area where they could run free almost all the time.  Whenever I would go hiking through the fields or ride our horse, Jeff, they would accompany me.  I didn’t really think of them as pets.  They were just these wonderful animals who were always around and always wanted to do things with me.  We had a good time and I assumed they would always be part of my life. Continue reading →

DAY THREE – REMEMBER TO EAT YOUR VEGETABLES

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March 12, 2013

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REMEMBER TO EAT YOUR VEGETABLES

My father came from the Quad Cities area in Illinois and my mother from East Texas.  They were both Marines and met in Washington, D.C. right after World War II.  They married in September of 1946 and moved to California.  About a year later they moved back to Moline, Illinois, where I was born on March 12, 1948.  A few months later, we moved to Dallas, Texas.  My brother Lonny was born there on May 19, 1949.  After another year and a few months, we all moved to the Denver, Colorado area where my brother Jim was born on September 16, 1952.  At about that time we moved to Arvada, a suburb of Denver.  My parents lived there for the rest of their lives.

Right after I finished kindergarten, our family bought a small house on 5 acres a few miles Northwest of Arvada.  I remember it as 3 rooms and a path.  There was a kitchen, a living room with a coal stove to heat the whole house, a bedroom – and out back was the outhouse.  We also had a large chicken coop which had indoor plumbing, even though the house had none.  Continue reading →