We Had Some Narrow Escapes

Were cars in 1940 harder to drive or is Babu just really bad? Sunday, April 7th, 1940 Maybe I spent all of a half hour at home today.  After church Jakey took me riding and gave me my first driving lesson.  He got provoked a few times but on the whole we did well. Admittedly,…

July, 1940

I love when I get to write about the month I am currently in.  When I read something like: Cookie and I lolled around with cooling drinks on our front porch in the bright moonlight. I can say to myself, wow, that sounds nice.  What’s even crazier, is that I can go out on the…

Throw Back Thursday

Since I am so obsessed these days with airplanes and flight, I thought I’d go back to a post that explains the image I used in yesterday’s post: Blessed Life! This is a post about passages from 1937.  I thought the picture from way back then would be a great one to put in my…

Retro Wednesday: The Great New England Airshow

A rumble, kind of a cracking rumble.  A kind of cracking, tearing, rumble.  And then it is out from behind the clouds, overhead, and then gone. Fighter planes and stunt men, and much, much more, put on quite a quite a show at Westover Airforce Base this weekend.  What could be better than standing on…

June, 1940: Taunton

I’m not sure if I shared with you that the choir Babu is a part of had a trip planned around a concert in Taunton, MA.  It looked as if Babu would not be able to attend due to her attendance at rehearsals: Monday, June 24th, 1940 I don’t think I can go to Taunton…

June, 1940

I’ve written a lot recently about a heartbreaking, but temporary, rift between Babu and Jake in the middle of 1940 but the crux of it was really surrounding the Nee-Wah trip to Brookside Campground in Chester, MA.  These girls always get into trouble on this trip. Check out this passage if you don’t remember 😉…

Retro Wednesday Preview!: The Great New England Airshow

Fighter planes and stunt men, and much, much more, put on quite a quite a show at Westover Airforce Base this weekend.  What could be better than standing on the hot tarmac watching these enormous metal birds tear through the sky, twist at high speeds, make a roar that sounds like the sky ripping open,…

Sunday Share: Whispers in the Dark

I recently found Beau Allen’s poetry blog.  It is fully of finely crafted poems and I genuinely encourage you to click on the link and read them.  The post I link to is about a collection called Whispers in the Dark.  These poems do indeed have a darkness and even in the ones where no…

May, 1940: The Lighter Side

Friday, May 3rd, 1940 Tonight I was going to wash my hair before anyone came.  I was just about to dip my head in the water and the doorbell rang.  As a result, Jakey, Billy, Yvette, and I went bowling.  Now I have a new score to brag about – 92.  We bought a bag…

Uncomfortable: Part Three: The Ethics of Nonfiction

I have been wrestling with this for about a week now, ever since I transcribed a few of these passages and came across an alarming pattern.  Now, It may be a pattern that leads to nothing.  Nothing to see here, folks!  It could also be a part of the story that would matter very deeply…

Throw Back Thursday: Twitches of Fate

Yes, I am still trying to find the time to go back through old posts.  This will be post 426-I believe-and some of those I posted over a year and a half ago.  I took some time to read this post as I was intrigued by the title I chose: Twitches of Fate That Bring…

Retro Wednesday: The Springfield Airport

Leave our home and head to the top of Bonneville.  Take a left and go down Fairview which shifts onto Abbey Memorial.  Pass the cemetery and Szot Park and come to the lights.  Take a right then a quick left, unless you want some Papa John’s.  You are in what my husband and I and…