We lived in a farm house at the corner of 95th and Switzer Rd. when I was a kid and there was an open field that led down to a creek that ran very shallow in dry weather but would roar bank full in a Read More …

I loved to visit my Grandpa and Grandma Bolin when I was young and this incident took place on one of my visits though it’s faded a bit, it went something like this. Grandpa and me had a man to man relationship you might say Read More …

20 yrs ago I got interested in carving a duck. A friend of mine and our wives went to Branson Mo. and walked into a store he knew of, that had lots of wood carvings. Some of them were decoy carvings of ducks that were Read More …

Today is my Birthday, it’s also Abraham’s birthday and no doubt millions of others too. Like Lincoln I was born in a log cabin. Except it was in South Eastern Mo. near a little town called Bois’ D Arc. I’m told that it means “wood Read More …

We were back at the B.K. again last night after a nice break due to bad weather. The crowd ,though it was a little smaller because of the cold weather, again was enjoying the evening. Dave Purcell who sounds more like Willie Nelson than Willie Read More …

Everybody on both sides of my family had nicknames. They weren’t meant to hurt anyone, just a friendly jab at your ego, “so you don’t get to big for your britches” I suppose. My dad was Red (he had flaming red hair as a boy) Read More …