The Fields Of Home There is always something specialabout this time of yearthe anticipation of Christmastakes me back to my childhood I remember all the presentsSanta would bringhow the cookies and milkwould be half gone decorating the Christmas treelistening to all the Christmas songsthe excitement of going throughthe Sears Christmas Catalog the last day of... Continue Reading →

Childhood Memories A light snow was softly fallinghe stuck his tongue outtrying to catch a snowflakehe was reminded of his childhoodbuilding snowmenice skating on the pondsleigh riding on the hilldown to the riverthose were good daysgood times with good friends but time progressed and he grew upcatching snowflakes on his tonguehad become a thing of... Continue Reading →

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