Sister Molly Story Telling About Mom

On Holloween 2014, I sat with my sister, prior to the stroke that robbed her of her life from that moment on. Her grandchildren were manning the beggars’ night visitors, while we talked. I asked her about mom’s early childhood and recorded her answer. I am so glad I did, and then to add to my site for the family to enjoy and learn from. Love you to the moon and back, my big sister.

Turn the Quiet Up

 Hyco Hammick

\r\nSometimes, ya just gotta stop to smell the roses and all that goes with it. Nothin’ better than lying in a hammock by a lake and watching the clouds go by. Every once in a while, you can hear a bass jump out of the water. The sound of a Osprey or Hawk occasionally pierce the air. The wind rustles in the trees. The sound of squirrels scurrying overhead and the far off flying Canada Geese honking at the front-runners in the flock. Ahh…just the best summer of my life.