Archive for about people
A pick on Oris day
Today will go down in history as the Pick on Oris Day. Patsy and I had not seen Connie Rossignol in seven years. Connie and Suzanne (who doesn’t have a last name but is a member of the Mammoth list) trailered up from New Mexico to purchase two Mammoth jennets from Tanya and Jon Tourjee. [...]
Remembering
Remembering I’ve finished my book, Along the Back Roads of Yesterday. It will be in the hands of the printer by week’s end. Now that it has been put to bed, I am starting another one. This morning I’ve been sitting in front of this monitor listing notes for the new book. I’ve been remembering. [...]
Edumacation is like Education only Funner
I heard about good eats. They’re food with scientific explanations. I work at home. It’s a good thing, I can’t work anywhere’s else. I have a good family life. My family tree is growing at both ends, like ancestry. If you want to get published, write a book. Those are bits of advise from the [...]
Two boys clip a donkey
Spring isn’t far away. With spring out comes the clippers to clip horse, mules and donkeys. My memory kicked in: A muggy Tuesday morning in the summer of 1943 , the year I was nine years old, Dad had four large black mules tied to the hitchrack in front of the barn. He roached their [...]
My little brother
This morning I have applied the seat of my pants to the chair in front of my computer. I am busy fighting a bad case of writer’s block. As I sit here my memory takes me back to slower times. I’m thinking of my little brother, who is now a man full grown., he is [...]
Two Shot Goose Hunters & the George Poor House
I stopped by Oris George’s place this morning (cuz I knew he had hot cocoa and a quarter waiting) and heard the longest spiel of nothing you’d ever wanna hear. Now, everybody within an arm’s reach of nowhere knows this is the territory where the Two Shot Goose Hunt takes place, and there ain’t a [...]
A day with Jon and Tanya
Thursday I drove up to Penrose, Colorado to help Jon and Tanya start their donkeys driving. I see that Tany has already commented about my trip. There are a number of things she left out but I’ll not go into details as I don’t want to detract from her excellent purple prose. All kidding aside. It [...]
Henry, A Donkey, and A Girl
Henry and I were twelve years old and the best of friends. We got along because we enjoyed the same ignorance on many subjects — one of which was girls. It was a hot June Saturday in the summer of 1946 when Henry had his first lesson about how not to impress a girl. At [...]
A Lost Art: Men Tipping Their Hat
This morning, while looking through a shoebox of old snapshots, I found a picture of my two younger brothers and me standing in front of a donkey colt. We were eleven years old, nine years old, and six years old. Our father had taken us to town early that Friday morning in 1944 to buy [...]
Ol’ Blue and Charlie
A Short Story by Oris George “Oris, for once in your life, will you sit down to eat your breakfast? For heaven’s sake, chew your food and drink your milk.” Mom was winding up for a nagging speech. (I couldn’t wait to get out of the house before she got started.) “Furthermore, you have no [...]
