Category Archives: Honeysuckle Air – Memoirs

Memoirs from the past and present about growing up in rural Oklahoma and the ever-changing events of daily life in Texas and elsewhere. About the Heavenly Sunshine in my heart:-)

Honeysuckle Air: The Pickle Money

It was time to move, to retire, to simplify my life in order to be a full-time 24/7 caregiver for my hubby. My house was on the market and I had found a fine condo in Florida, close to a … Continue reading

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Honeysuckle Air: The Pennies Dreams

Having grown up in a small town, I never felt poor since there was one girl at school who was definitely more in need than me. But no running water and one or two light bulbs probably qualified me as … Continue reading

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Honeysuckle Air: Mother Hearing Things in the House

We hear many sounds in daily living. However, some just seem to come out of nowhere. And some we choose. Bird in the House, Deer at the Window  I had a reputation for being right in some uncanny claims around … Continue reading

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Honeysuckle Air: The Amazing Day of the Wedding

Written in loving memory of my mother Erville Ethel Day who passed on just before the turn of the century. I received a pretty invitation. It said Ronnie Day; I had a cousin with that name. I thought, wow, I’m … Continue reading

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Summershines in the North Woods Forest

The many empty hours of summer offered countless possibilities for fun and adventure. Spending time outdoors with no deadlines meant imagination had free rein. Jumping through the sprinkler served us well as we had no pool anywhere near. We did … Continue reading

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More Rayford Road Stories: Facing the Gun–Twice!

I always loved the wilder part of Rayford Road. So on my way home from Spring School District I usually went “the back way.” As I drove along Wiley Fuzzel immersed in my private enjoyment of the deep pine forest … Continue reading

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More Rayford Road Stories: Flood Waters Comin’ At Us

One summer day my sons and I decided to go to the store. Back then, the nearest one was several freeway exits away. We piled into our Ford truck and at Rayford Road headed west toward the highway. Before long, … Continue reading

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