STORIES ABOUT MY PAST

AND THAT'S PROBABLY WHERE THEY BELONG:  We had some family here over the Thanksgiving holiday.  One of the Granddaughters later contacted us and commented that she and her husband were interested in some of the stories MELWFAE and I had told while they were here.  I don't recall what we might have said that so intrigued them. But they want us to tell them more, in e mail messages that I send to the family two or three times a week. As a result of that, other family members have expressed an interest in these stories. And I am clueless on what they might be interested in.  I was born, I am living and some day I will die. What comes in the living part seems to be of interest. The fact that I was raised on a ranch.  Or that I graduated from High School an average student.  I played basket ball. Or that I worked for an airline. Or that I retired from a mining career. Or that my wife was a book keeper and could type over a hundred words a minute when she was in classes in High School.  Or that she knew short hand, a style of recording things that only a few people knew how to interpret. Or that she walked barefoot in the snow in order not to ruin her shoes. Guess I'll have to give all this some kind of thought and see what I can come up with that will be of interest to our children and grandchildren.  Maybe I just posted it all.  Naw, probably not.  And THAT'S THE VIEW FROM THE DITCH BANK