“You know, you tell yourself what you have to. What you need to to get by. Then you leave it alone. ‘Cause if you think about it too much. Live it too often. You get stuck in your head. And that ain’t no good.”

Isn’t that the truth! Talk about Plain Simple English. I said “AMEN” after reading that.

Maybe it wasn`t that your Pa cared for you to hear. But couldn`t stand to see his brothers pain.
BJ

Kind of gave me a wakeup call.

Very nice. I am lucky to be getting down my dad’s stories now, but I always wonder what my grandma could have told me. After she died we found pictures and letters from a life we never knew of hers. Oh, to have the story!

Thanks for dropping by. I love your blog. So much different from the staid Blogger blogs.

I was deeply touched when I read this. It is so profound & tugged at my heart.

Thank you for visiting my blog today & leaving such a nice comment.

This was so touching and so beautifully written! Thanks for sharing it!

Thanks for stopping by my blog. You didn’t go out and eat a hoard of candy, did you?

You blog is amazing. I was hooked by this first post of yours, loving the rest I’ve seen so far. Just this post alone makes me “want to read the rest of the book.”

My pop died when I was 17. I think that’s why I’m compelled to listen to older folks tell stories, wishing I would have heard more from my dad, too. Thank you for sharing. I look forward to reading more of your blog.

I’ve been trying to get my dad to write down all his stories. I may have to just start asking him questions. I’m afraid if no one does, then it will all be lost someday. (thank goodness his sisters are crazy involved w/ geneaology (sp?)) Anyway, great post.

Thanks for the reminder to listen more. Everybody has a story, if’n I’d just be listening. You say so much with so few words.

You’re brilliant, girl.

Absolutely riveting.

Loved the story. I’ve finally inspired my mom to write some of her stories so they won’t be lost to the ages.

Reading this post was a bit ironic. I have been having irrational nightmares about my father dying ever since my nephew was born. My father is thankfully very healthy. Still, we are doing a father/daughter trip in June to Key West as we pay homage to Hemingway. Though I am excited for this trip, in my head I still get scared about one day losing him.

Your writing style is excellent, Buffy.

I love the found stories. So heart-wrenching and real.

I got teary eyed over this one. PMS? Hormones? Perhaps. But I think it was more or less because you have such a beautiful way with words.

I enjoyed reading that story, the use of the spoken language of the characters made it very real. Thank you for sharing it, and thank you for stopping by my blog.

Very moving story. You have a very interesting blog, and I love the pictures in your previous posts. Very beautiful. Thanks for visiting my blog and for leaving such a lovely comment.

I love your writing. Ya got a way with the pen, ur uh keyboard.

Like that old saying you dont know what you have till it is gone. Dont work so hard and everything on that to-do list will be there tomorrow. Spend time with your family and/or friends.Dont let life pass you by.