Memorial Day
My Great Grandpa fought in the Civil War
Entered when he was 17 years old
He fought on the side of the North
He didn’t think folks should be bought or sold
Grampa raised a family on a homestead
Raised food during the First World War
Never had to fight in the trenches
Fightin’ hard times was his biggest chore
Dad lost an eye in the 30’s
Uncle Harry had an arm that wasn’t good
Uncle Wayne fought in World War Two
Each helped out the best that he could
I never had to register for the draft
But my brother was in the Service for several years
Thank God, he never fought in any battles
Mom still shed her share of tears
I hope my children never have to fight
Never experience the horrors of a war
But we all owe a huge debt to our fighting force
And you know, thats what Memorial Day is for
I wrote this quite a few years back. Since then, our son Tate was in Iraq when our forces first went in. I have two nephews and a neice who served over there also.
God bless our fighting and peace keeping forces!
Thank all who have served and are serving now!
All gave some. Some gave all.








He’s sure a travelin’ booger. Wants to be cowy. Yup, I like him! But he ain’t for kids.
Looks like a filly! Dangit!
We went down to Hope and Chances for supper last night. Chance put up a swing for the boys.


I took Mijo. He handled it well. We sorted the calves at the gate and only slipped a few by. More my fault than his, I’m sure. He handled the roping and dragging like an old pro, except for having to walk thru’ the crowd. He didn’t like all them people on the ground around him. 🙂
Just as we finished a little cloud showed up and spit on us as we were trotting to the house. then it blew over. As we were eating another cloud came up and it rained pretty good for a bit. Made us glad to be under a roof!
Tice had great gramma’s from both sides there yesterday.