It was an evening in late June. My husband was out of town on business and my daughter was home from UCLA for the summer. When Dick went out of town, usually to LA, our routine was to watch movies while we cuddled in my bed. Our favorites were Shirley Temple movies which we watched while we slowly fell asleep. In what I thought was a dream somewhere off in the distance I could hear a phone ringing. As I woke there ... Read the Post...
My Brother, Dave
Contemplating the Future
This is a fearful time in our country! One terrible event after another! Would it never stop?! It’s been difficult to clear my thoughts and contain the pain of 2020! The pandemic, the post election horror, and the attack on our federal capital has simply been overwhelming. Writing this blog has been difficult. I am tempted to begin with “it’s the best of times ... Read the Post...
My Grandparents (part 2)
And yet another dazzling tale bursting forth from my amazing fingers describing my incredible life for your summer/autumn pandemic enjoyment, oh my dear faithful followers! Last episode dealt with my farm folk grandparents featuring my colorful grandfather and prim and proper grandmother. This episode takes you to the city where my other grandparents originated. My mother always said, it took a city girl to marry a farmer. ... Read the Post...
My Grandparents (part 1)
My father, George William Simmons, was born to Burt Baldwin Simmons and Bertha Susan Tate Simmons on March 21, 1909. He was the baby of eight kids. He had two brothers and five sisters, the youngest was his twin sister. Burt and Bertha were from Viola, Wisconsin in the Kickapoo Valley and moved from their Elgin, Illinois farm about 1910 to what became the family farm in Pewaukee, Wisconsin. Burt, also known ... Read the Post...