I don't know what these musings will mean to you, but I do know that they have been a Godsend to me. They have brought the days of my youth back. Days that are hard needed by a seventy eight year old man. Days, which indeed have been felt to have departed from me for all time, never to be seen again. Days which in all their happiness and sorrows have passed under the bridge as like the waters of the creek, never to be enjoyed again, but remembered in all their luster by those of us still not accepting their passing. Suffice it to say I'm satisfied with everything. I couldn't be happier about...

I don't know what these musings will mean to you, but I do know that they have been a Godsend to me. They have brought the days of my youth back. Days that are hard needed by a seventy eight year old man. Days, which indeed have been felt to have departed from me for all time, never to be seen again. Days which in all their happiness and sorrows have passed under the bridge as like the waters of the creek, never to be enjoyed again, but remembered in all their luster by those of us still not accepting their passing. Suffice it to say I'm satisfied with everything. I couldn't be happier about...

In a day when farm folks pitched in together to accomplish tasks too big for one person, when strangers shared car rides, and housewives lingered over cups of hot coffee, a small boy named Joe discovered the richness of life on his grandfather's farm.A gentle, adventurous, and proud boy enraptured by farm life, Joe learned at a tender age that he had a way with animals, both domestic and wild. On Grandpa's farm, he became fast friends with a dog, a deer, a rabbit, and even a blue jay. His feathered and furry companions seemed to understand him just as perfectly as he did them. Their many...