As I looked through the photographs my father digitized, I came across this picture of my brother and me. I’ve seen it many times before, but this time I noticed my brother is holding a kitten. I’m pretty sure this is the cat we owned in Corvallis, Oregon. We don’t […]
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Random Photos: Rickover, Our First Dog
Rickover was the first dog my husband and I owned together. I’ve mentioned Rickover before (see here and here), but he has never had a post devoted solely to him. I found a couple of photos recently that made me decide to rectify my oversight. As I’ve said before, he […]
Continue readingPuppies! (Historical Puppies, Not New Ones)
I’ve mentioned that I found some treasures during a couple of cleaning projects I undertook recently (see here and here). And I’ve written about the two puppies that my family acquired over Memorial Day weekend in 1997 (see here and here). (Someday I’ll post the story of how they were […]
Continue readingA Glossary: Troops and Sports Fans, Ace Guys and Dirt Bags
I suppose every family develops its own lingo, terms they use to describe their experiences together. Our family’s jargon is heavily influenced by my husband’s time in the military. He went to the U.S. Naval Academy, spent time on active duty in the Navy before I knew him, and for […]
Continue readingLangley on the Loose
My mother and her mother both became grandmothers at age forty-eight. My father’s mother was even younger when her first grandchild was born. Here I am, closing in on sixty, and I don’t see any prospects for grandchildren any time soon. But I do have a granddog. A year ago, […]
Continue readingHappy Dog Day From a Currently Dog-Free Human
In this post I reveal my curmudgeonly nature. Today, August 26, is Dog Day. I am happy to report that I neither own, nor am owned by, any dogs at the moment. I grew up with dogs. My parents owned Punky when I was born, though they had to give […]
Continue readingWalking and Weapons and Children’s Personalities
I’ve been thinking a lot about walking recently, because of my daughter’s broken leg. Her accident and recuperation have brought to mind the days when she and her older brother learned to walk. I learned a lot about my children watching them learn to walk. Neither of them walked until […]
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