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The Story Of The Clock.
The Story Of The Clock.

Diane and I recently bought a house in Galax and are making it our own.

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Soar!
Soar!

At exactly this time two years ago Diane had a very rough couple of days. She had to have a molar pulled, and it was painful.

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The Panic Attack
The Panic Attack

It happened sometime in late summer or the fall of 1991, the exact date I can’t remember during a year I don’t care to remember, not all that much anyway.

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2 + 1
2 + 1

Today Diane and I are having our wedding anniversary. It is our 50th. We met when we were both 17 years old. That means we have been friends for over 51 years.

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50 Years
50 Years

50 years, hard to believe how good they have been, and how blessed I am to have had them with my best friend in life.

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It Is Father's Day
It Is Father's Day

Father's Day is today. I want to remind my kids of the advice I gave to them years ago, some of which came from my father.

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Scanning Negatives and Years (A Birthday Tribute, sort of)
Scanning Negatives and Years (A Birthday Tribute, sort of)

Today is Diane’s birthday. I don’t think I need to post how old she is.

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They Need Each Other
They Need Each Other

Yesterday was my Mother's birthday. She turned 91. She and my Dad have been married for 69 years. They have looked after each other all that time.

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The Perfect Dulcimer
The Perfect Dulcimer

The Fiddler’s Convention is approaching so I thought I would feature this story.

The Appalachian dulcimer is a fretted string instrument of the zither family, typically with three or four strings, originally played in the Appalachian region of the United States.

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1952
1952

Many years ago I purchased an album, vinyl, which is still the best way to listen to recorded music, but I can’t play records any longer.

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I Got A Date to the Prom!
I Got A Date to the Prom!

“We meet in High School. We were seventeen and...”

“Yes” she said, “but we were not children.”

“Well, we were high school sweethearts, and I guess we were a bit older than our years.”

“High school sweethearts? We were just friends.”

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The Paratrooper
The Paratrooper

A story that came from my childhood, and at seventeen I was still a child.

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There is a Birthday this Sunday
There is a Birthday this Sunday

My father had his 92nd birthday this past week. Mine is this coming Sunday, August 2nd.

My parents did not make a big deal about their own birthdays, but they sure did for their kids.

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Four Hours From Heaven
Four Hours From Heaven

Today is our son Joel’s birthday. This is a story about the day he was born. The following is how the story starts. It should tell you something.

One morning after getting our two girls off to school, I found out that a one’s day could be dangerous and life threatening.

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Matters Of The Heart
Matters Of The Heart

Diane and I have a saying that started after our grand boys came along. We used it on them (and they would use it back if necessary) if one of them or I (Diane has complaints but never whines about anything) mumbled and groused about something.

“Whining is not attractive”

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My Aunt Hazel
My Aunt Hazel

All the members of the Parker family are very special to me. Which brings me to my Aunt Hazel.

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Gold Watch and Chain
Gold Watch and Chain

Just after we placed our orders, I reached inside my camera bag, which I carry just about everywhere, and removed a square, aluminum foil wrapped package. It had a thick greenish cloth ribbon tied around it. I slid it across the table to Dad. He looked at it for a second or two.

“What is this? A block of chocolate?” He asked with a smile.

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The Bravest Person I Know
The Bravest Person I Know

Sometimes unfortunate things, can lead to other things, that have a fortunate outcome. 

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Family
Family

I believe that I am a pretty good coach pilot. I still believe that even though I hit my mailbox while making a sharp turn into our driveway. Obviously I didn’t pull up the street far enough and turn sharp enough but no long term damage done, except to my pride.

These kind of things happen so why have I kept Rving the last twelve years?

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Mikey
Mikey

Well Mikey, my dear friend, I made it to retirement. I don't think I could have done it without you even though you have been gone for six years. 

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Couch Cushion Fort
Couch Cushion Fort

The kids have grown up. They are doing other things now...working, raising kids, taking pictures, playing music.....

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Wayne
Wayne

I wrote this story many years ago about the loss of a good friend. I still feel that loss. 

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Wayne, Part 2
Wayne, Part 2

As of last night there is a definite connection between being a coach owner and what happened twenty five years ago. Twenty five years ago the 24th of this month to be exact.

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