Gone Fishing

Our youngest grandson asked me if we could go fishing when Nana got out of the hospital. I told him we would go fishing very soon, but had to get Nana well enough for us to leave her for a few hours, which he understood. I remember going fishing with my dad when I wasContinue reading “Gone Fishing”


Are You a Potato, or a Rutabaga?

In my 60 years, I think I may have eaten one whole rutabaga…If you add up all the bites. I guess I think of it as an “old-fashioned” vegetable that Mama Runion, Mama Gravley, Memon (My wife’s mom,) or my mom would find as a treasure if someone gave them some. They would dream upContinue reading “Are You a Potato, or a Rutabaga?”