Category Archives: Farm Stories

This happened on the farm when I was about 14 years old in 1967. I was in the living room of our 3 bedroom South facing rambler on a sunny winter day, when I looked out towards one our our fields near the road. I noticed several snowmobiles racing around circles in our field. IContinue reading “The Sad Tale of the Fox Versus Snowmobiles”

When I was growing up on the farm we had several guns, most of which were 0.22 calibre. One was an old pump action Remington 0.22 with a magazine that held about 15 shorts. For a period of time we had an Iver-Johnson 0.22 revolver. We also had B-B guns (Daisy Air Rifle), but thatContinue reading “Growing Up With Guns”

This is Greeper the owl. He was named by my sisters because that is the sound that they decided that he made. Greeper came into our home when he fell out of a tree “in the woods across the road” as an owlet. I was probably about seven years old at the time, which wouldContinue reading “Greeper the Owl”