My Roots Run Deep

 

Stories From My Family History

Little ONe by Pond

Canoeing

As a kid one of our favorite things to do was go on canoe trips with family and friends. My parents had several spots we could put in and several we could take out. How long the trip was to take determined the in and out spots on the river.  We usually had at...

Trespassers

One of my favorite places to go and walk through nature is some property we own by the river.  There used to be a bridge that my children had named the Dangerous Bridge, it was old with holes working their way though the floor so that you could look down as you...

Fixing a Car (Not so conventional)

Watching a neighbor work with a backhoe in our field trying to find an old well (that's a completely different story), I was talking to one of my dad's friends about my dad. All the things I know about fixing cars comes from my dad.... though none of it is...

Meal (the one that shaped me most?)

I have the Becoming journal and have slowly been working on it. I was just faced with the question about the most memorable meal. Of course over time I've had lots of family meals that meant a lot to me, and I can remember getting together with friends and family....

Memories from the Table

After moving we stored things we couldn't use in a shed until we could figure out what to do. One of those things was an antique Duncan Phyfe dining room table from my aunt Kate - my Grandmother's sister. My aunt Kate had been married twice and couldn't have children....

Too Much or Not Enough

Every so often I wonder if I did enough or too much for my kids and I think back to how much my parents did when I was growing up. I frequently think about what my parents didn't do.... but there are things my parents did. When I was in school one of my desires was to...

The Honey Bear

Our families first deer, Bambi, came from a man in Danville who had collected animals. He had a wild array of animals and had decided to get rid of them. I still remember going to his house and waiting in the house seeing his monkey and others while my dad went out to...

Buffalo Escape… Why have Buffalo? (Others escaped too)

Buffalo who have escaped in the next county have been all over the news this week. A family that farms has been raising them for meat and a herd broke the fence. The school bus was driving their route and happened to come upon a herd of buffalo and alerted everyone....

Dad’s Pocketknife

Growing up my dad always had a pocket knife with him.  He used it for everything from cutting up fish to slicing apples right from the trees to take a bite.  I have absolutely no clue how many things that pocket knife went through, but my dad would use it for...

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Golf Course

As kids my Aunt once decided to teach us to play golf (my brother and I).  She showed us how to hold a club and some of the basics...  My dad, who normally didn't do a lot with us - he was always busy with the farm, decided to build us our own golf course.  My dad...

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1/2 an Inch?

The house I grew up in (we moved in while I was in 2nd grade) was a house that had been built in the early 1800s and was known as the Illk house.  It was the neighborhood that my family had always been in and had I'm sure been built by a person (Abraham Illk) that in...

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Racism didn’t exist?

I originally wasn't going to write anything about this, only because to me it seemed like a part of our family history that maybe should just be forgotten.  I just recently read the article about the Ohio campaign person saying that racism didn't exist in America...

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Losing a Family Member….

It's really tough to deal with the lose of anyone, especially a close family member.  A fried lost a parent and being the child though of a father that is currently suffering with dementia, you are in a tough place. I've mentioned before how tough it is to deal with...

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Fireplace Fire and Hide and Seek…..

A fire is pretty scary.  I remember from childhood the one time my mother caught our house on fire..... for some reason it isn't such a scary memory for me as just a thing that happened.  From my memory, our house was super old even before we moved in.  It came...

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