Martha and I had been in Arizona visiting one of our grandsons. Driving home, she had the thought of us finding Rosa’s Canteens that Mart Robbins wrote and sang about. So she did some research while we were driving to find where […]
Recordings of me singing don’t do much for me. I really can’t stand my own voice. It is my understanding that this isn’t unusual. Outsiders giving their opinions have a wide range of opinions. We won’t go into those. However, many years […]
One particular day when Martha was working in her position as director of the Beloit Visitor and Convention Bureau she had some work out in the county surrounding Beloit Wisconsin. Having finished what, she was out there doing, she was headed back […]
When we first got married, Martha was not a very good cook. It wasn’t her fault, as her mother did everything in the kitchen without any help wanted or required. Everything she put on the table I complimented. She would respond that […]
I didn’t know until Martha had passed on that she was doing a little charitable thing. Anne who does my dental cleaning brought it to my attention. She called on the phone and told me that Martha was collecting cards and donating […]
When I lost my best friend and wife, my daughters were concerned that I was just follow. So to keep their minds at ease, I would send a picture of something I cooked. Then they got the bright idea with their friend […]
I guess we are all suffering from the many telephone calls we get that are of so little value to us. Lately I have three types that are filling my days. The first are about improving my Medicare. The caller is recorded, […]
One of the fun filled times growing up was the St. Joseph Catholic church summer social. It was our parish’s big fund raiser. It included booths like you would see at fairs and circuses. There was the knock the doll off the […]
One weekend when Martha’s sister and her husband were visiting us, Mike who we called Big Daddy and I went to play a round of golf. We drove out to Ingersoll golf course on the west side of Rockford. For some reason […]
Although I live in a house and prepare my own meals for the most part, I sometimes go to the Town Center of Wesley Willows and dine. Wesley Willows is the retirement community that Martha and I moved to six years ago. […]