When I was seven years old my sweet mother had high hopes that I would become an accomplished pianist. Because I had a willful, lazy side to my personality, I thought practicing the piano was pure drugery and no fun at all. My goal at that time in my life was to have all the fun that I could. when I sat on the piano bench, thirty minutes of practicing seemed like forever.
Every Tuesday after school, I went to church with children ranging from ages three to twelve. First we had music time and then we divided up in age groups and went to classrooms for a Suday school type lesson.
The music leader thought that it would be nice to have a child perform some kind of talent after our singing time each week. So my sweet mother promptly volunteered me. She thought it would be the perfect way to motivate me to practice. When I saw the music sheet that the music leader had given my mother, I was more determined than ever not to practice. It looked way too hard to me. And whenerver I . . . Read More..

I really embarrassed myself when I called the veterinarian's office. When the receptionist answered the phone I said, "Do you have a good product for dogs to get rid of flicks and teas?" When I heard her laughing, I said "I'm sorry I meant teas and flicks." At least I gave her a good laugh along with my daughter Michele who heard me on the phone.

When my daughter Christy was three, she went to the doctor with me. I was expecting her little brother. I needed to get a rhogam shot. She asked the nurse if I would fall down. The nurse and I gave each other a puzzeled looks. The nurse replied no. Then I realized why she had questioned the nurse when we picked up her older brother Jeff at school. She yelled down the hall to him. "Mom was shot today."

It was probably late winter or a January thaw when Austin, some other friends, and I visited "Greenland". This was a part of the fields that was marshy and we could never really explore. I can't recall why we called it Greenland. Since it was winter, we thought we could explore it by walking on the ice.

Someone threw something out into the middle of the ice and I walked out to get it carefully. Unfortunately, the ice was too thin and I fell through. The good thing was that the water was only about waist deep so I was able to come running and screaming out. I ran all the way home and my mom helped me take off my pants and warm up. I think we put my legs in warm water and had some hot cocoa or something. I'm not sure if we ever visited Greenland after that.

Another time I had an incident while running was in Kego Harbor. I was running down a road and I just totally tripped on the sidewalk. This was the worst fall I have ever done while running and my knee was totally messed up.

Gladly some people in an SUV helped me out and drove me home, because I dont think I would have been able to make it back. People are really nice and 90% of the people in this world have very good hearts.