tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post2499455207783733102..comments2024-01-22T19:14:28.427-06:00Comments on okjimm's eggroll emporium: On Going home....okjimmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-41962931492956450152013-04-11T14:52:18.587-05:002013-04-11T14:52:18.587-05:00Larry, Thanks. I had planned on adding more, and ...Larry, Thanks. I had planned on adding more, and hit publish without realizing it. I should write more about the farm, like I intended to.okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-14345962980508037922013-04-10T21:33:52.824-05:002013-04-10T21:33:52.824-05:00You have a delightful way of making a simple story...You have a delightful way of making a simple story pleasurable JimLarryhttp://woodgatesview.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-28136044431794700222013-04-10T12:19:09.380-05:002013-04-10T12:19:09.380-05:00Shaw....Whoa...that is some kind of story!
My Gra...Shaw....Whoa...that is some kind of story!<br /><br />My Grandmother, after the flue epidemic of 1920, raised a couple of children that were very distant relatives of hers after their parents died. Subsequently I had uncles who were really not my uncles and cousins who were really not my cousins. It became too difficult to sort them out and we all stopped trying. But nothing like that! okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-35872865242001388322013-04-08T17:02:19.239-05:002013-04-08T17:02:19.239-05:00Your family sounds like mine. My father divorced ...Your family sounds like mine. My father divorced my mother and married my aunt [by marriage] and her two daughter, my first cousins, became my step-sisters. My father's second wife became my Auntie-Mom, and my cousins became my Sister-Cousins, and my father became their Uncle-Dad.<br /><br />And we've never been to West Virginia.<br /><br />Shaw Kenawehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08637273000409613497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-79977059817502717962013-04-08T11:45:15.579-05:002013-04-08T11:45:15.579-05:00Susan, Sherry, I didn't realize I had hit '...Susan, Sherry, I didn't realize I had hit 'publish' instead of 'save'....I guess I will continue in part 2<br /><br />Libs....we get rather confused too. If we put all the kids together, now, it gets hard to determine which one belongs to whom.<br />okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-19172193999716875092013-04-08T10:00:42.464-05:002013-04-08T10:00:42.464-05:00I am seriously confused by who is who by what bloo...I am seriously confused by who is who by what blood relationship (or not) or by marriage. Be that as it may, what a nice memory of yesteryear and all the things and people of your life. Life As I Know It Nowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03733963455243806298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-58891988607966242072013-04-07T12:07:04.219-05:002013-04-07T12:07:04.219-05:00I was raised in the countryside with a lake out fr...I was raised in the countryside with a lake out front and miles of fields and woods behind. Then the city spread its tentacles of highways, strip malls and tract houses. Last I heard they still hadn't filled in the lake but I wouldn't want to swim in it again.<br /><br />Your story was a nice reminder.susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-73811138840349958892013-04-06T15:44:54.209-05:002013-04-06T15:44:54.209-05:00Oh idyllic days of yester year. The smell of fresh...Oh idyllic days of yester year. The smell of fresh cut hay and the smell of horses in the barn. They make me smile, as you do me. Sherry Peytonhttp://afeatheradrift.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com