~ A Valentine Love Note from Trudie McAfee
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I always did have a soft spot in my heart for Daddy’s older brother, Uncle Chester — especially when he had a hangover after pining for his delicate Rose.
I figured if he was grumbling, it had to be better than singing sad songs to his own guitar all night out on the farm, with nobody to talk to but his flop-earred hound and the howling coyotes . . .
Valentine’s Day was not easy for him that winter of ’47. But I remember him ever fondly for his heart of gold, despite the grumbling. And his music is still a miracle to me.
ENJOY:
Valentine for Uncle Chester
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From HAVENWOOD TALES Beginnings novel by D.J. Houston
Coming of Age Story – Life Lessons – Miracles – Inspirational Stories – Heartland America
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HELLO! HAPPY 2014!!
We played at dodging shadows and bobbed for apples floating in a big washtub along with some other kids, while the grownups traded pumpkins and baskets of corn and nuts and such around a roaring bonfire in the dark. But other than sensing somebody watching me from behind a tree and the hair on my arms standing up, it was pretty uneventful.
My father taught me how to fish, and how to make a string box with a handle. And the silent peace of fishing, and the joy of soaring my kite in the summer wind.
‘Tis said that St. Patrick’s Day brings out the Irish in everyone 😉
We were loitering over breakfast, contemplating how to dig out, when a clarion cry of “Man alive!” sounded in the yard.
How to trim a Christmas tree on the night before Christmas Eve when you’ve never had one, and the stores are closed and there’s no box of decorations stashed anywhere to draw from, is — or so I learned that night — like refurbishing an empty house without money . . .
Miss Greenlee’s class learned to make Art out of gingerbread men. And not just any old brown paper cut-outs of gingerbread men, but real-cookie keepsake ornaments you could dangle from a Christmas tree!
FATHERS — and our unique experiences and life lessons with them — are as varied as individuals themselves.
You may be familiar with time-tested rhymes like this one:
MANY MIRACLES to you and to all our gifted children coming of age in a new world of friendship and imagination! May you find every opportunity for freedom and adventure on life’s journey!
. . . He called her his Lily of Liverpool. She called him her Yankee Doodle.
he fact that I learned to sing Christmas carols by first finding out what the words in the lyrics actually meant is why I can still remember them to this day. And the carols I remember best are the ones we learned in Havenwood School’s Young People’s Christmas Choir, under the able auspices of Miss Lucinda Greenlee . . .
Maybe my next big break in life would be on the stage. Maybe it wouldn’t. But it promised to be a hallmark moment for Havenwood . . .
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Mother’s Day Inspirations from Havenwood Tales – Nostalgic Stories of 1940s Heartland America
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