Summer Camping

Summer camping!!!  We as a family have been doing this for as far back as my memories go.  As children we always looked forward to this week.  My mother’s family, the Rigby clan, would meet at a designated place and we would spend the week together; swimming, hiking and sometimes just doing nothing. Continue reading

That Damn Dog

As we traverse this experience we call life, there are situations that can bring out, what we may call our alter ego.   A person can be easy going, generous and very nice to all around.  But what happens if something or someone invades our space without permission or thought.   Here is, as Paul Harvey would say, “The rest of the story!”.  Continue reading

Twin Drivers

This story is about Rachel and Rebeca and their decision to take the car for a joy ride.  All children grow up anticipating the opportunity to drive a car.  They watch their parents from the time they come home from the hospital until that blessed day when they get their driver’s license.  Sometimes the desire to drive a car is just too great.   This is that story. Continue reading

Rice Pudding

My senior year of high school we were on what they called split sessions.  That meant that the high school students started at 7am and the junior high students started like 2pm.  The high school was out at 1pm.  Because of this schedule, I picked up a job working in constructions.  I would go to work at about 2pm and work until about 6pm.  Of course I would rather work than go to school at that time in my life. Continue reading

Who Are We

A few years back, I read a book by Susanna Kearsley:  “The Winter Sea”.   This is a fictional story about a current day author writing a story about the Jacobites (those who wanted to bring the exiled King James back into power circa 1688-1709).  The book starts with the author doing research on the history of these Jacobites.  She had thoughts and feelings that could not be found in the research she was doing.  The more research she did, the more nagging these thoughts and feelings were.  One comment that was made in the book was, “Can memories be passed down through DNA?”  Are those Déjà Vu moments that we sometimes experience actually memories from those that passed before us? Continue reading