I’ve loved writing since high-school. Tenth grade (1952) seems to have been the beginning of it all. While searching through some files today, I found this missile written by me in the tenth grade. At first glance, it looks like this is the actual paper I turned in for the assignment; so much for presentation and neatness. (At second glance, it actually is the original paper; no corrections, teachers comments etc.)

The teacher in my class was a young woman just out of college. She was great. When looking back on my high school days, she comes to mind as one of my favorites. Maybe it was because I loved writing and the English Class, or maybe it was a combination of English, writing, and her.

As I recall this harrowing description of “camping out”, my mind goes back to one adventure where I woke up the next morning feeling just like this. Needless to say, camping has never been a favorite pastime of mine since that overnight incident. She said we could write about anything we wished. Well, there ya go.

Breathtakingly beautiful…

And That’s The End Of My Story

Photo By Mary Anne Whitchurch Tuck
Treasures By Mary Anne

Loved to write since high the years pass memories and relationships are primary. (There is also room for an opinion or two.) Feeling good at the age of eighty-five, enjoying life and a hobby of photography. Lived on a small farm for sixty-one years. welcomed three sons, two grandkids, and 3 greats. Owned and operated an Ace Hardware and Hallmark Shop, managing also to raise sheep for ten years. Shared sixty-two years of marriage before his passing in 2017. One son has also passed on to the next life, Memories really are "Made From This". Welcome to my world!

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