Epilog
It has brought me great pleasure to put these few memories and incidents of my early life into story form. It is my hope that those who read them will…
My Last Year at Home
The summer of 1942 not only yielded me Jean Etta, but before her arrival a romance had begun to bloom -the first of any consequence for me. I can say…
The War Effort and Trees
One a bright August morning in 1942 I rolled over on my cot, opened my eyes, and stretched. I’d heard her get up and I kept my eyes tightly closed,…
A Path In My Life
There used to be a path over a hill, that I remember well. It was an important part of my growing years. As I mentioned before, our family home sat…
Growing Pains Sisters and Other Delights
As I came into the kitchen that day there they were, seated at one end of the table, Gene holding Alma on his lap. They had eloped and come home…
Lucy’s Bounty
Lucy’s Bounty By Lena Marie Hodson Clark For something to do on a boring summer day in 1937, I decided to cruise town on my bike. Vacations had thinned my…
Riding in the CU-PA-LO
One of the dictionary meanings for the word "cupola" reads, "any small structure above the roof of a building." The caboose, or last car of a train, is the one…
My Piano
I always gave God credit for the piano that came to me and felt it was through His grace I was given the opportunity to learn to play it.? However,…
Red Dots, Guinea Pigs & Tonsillectomies
Othello's main industry was the Railroad. Employees and their families could travel by train on a pass, which meant no transportation expense. Few families owned an automobile in those days,…
That Place Called School
I could hardly wait to start school. When I did get to go skipping along between my big brothers, it was an exciting and happy day in my life. I…
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