This week I received yet another email from my twisted friend with an interesting list of reasons that fights get started. It began >>>> How Fights Start…….
After loading Taffy and Newf on the boat, our southbound trip began. Once again, it’s the summer of 1971. Our VW camper is lashed down to the top of one of two hatch covers on the coastal boat. The trip south was to be fairly quick as she had disgorged most of her mail and
Our wedded bliss began immediately following our wedding in September ’69 when Cheryl and I moved to Goose Bay in the territory of Labrador in the province of Newfoundland. With that much description, you’d think it was a very big place -you’d have to think again. Think of a small town you’ve been to –
A friend who calls me “Twisted” emailed me this a couple of days ago. I thought it might be a good thing to share with my friends. This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinners. It won first prize. As a joke, my
Back in 1970, Happy Valley was the local residential area that is where most of the civilians live in the Goose Bay area. After the first year we bought our first home. It was on Palisser Crescent in Happy Valley. Our new home was on two acres (all sand and scrub brush). It was a
Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates. “In honor of this Holy season” Saint Peter said, “You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.” The first man fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. “It
How naive can a person be? I was in my early twenties living in Goose Bay. One of my friends was a sergeant in the US Air Force. I’ll call him Sergeant Ralph. Two or three years earlier he had fallen in love with a Mexican lady, got married and now was stationed in Goose
My younger daughter posted these images on FaceBook. I just felt a burning need to pass them on! Page One Page Two
Merry Punjab Christmas
Every now and again, something serious (read funny) shows up in my email box. Here’s a good example of why men should not be asked for advice! Dear Walter, I hope you can help me here. The other day I set off for work. I left my husband in the house watching the TV as usual.