Category Archives: Bob

Still connected to Fleet Farm

Friday used to be Fleet Farm shopping day with Bob.

I continue to check out the ads. When I do stop at Fleet Farm, I remember following Bob through the aisles in search of things he needed.

The last time I was there I came home with dog food, cat food, and wild bird food. For old-times sake, I also walked through the tool department, thinking of Bob.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright 2022 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.

Remembering our 1973 engagement

We were in Bob’s Impala that day. It was his first car. Up until he bought that car, he used the farm truck. Neither of us knew that it would turn into a special day for us. I can’t believe it is 49 years since he proposed. Listen to my account of Bob’s proposal.

August 8, 1973, was the day Bob finally asked the big question.

It’s a good memory, but a little tough, too.

I sure do miss my soulmate. Love you forever, Bob.

(The photo was taken at a friend’s 1973 wedding.)

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright 2022 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.

Remembering time with Bob

This column from 1990 reminds me of times Bob and I struggled to find time together.

It took years, but eventually, Bob and I had all kinds of time together. We even took a couple of vacations.

I’m missing those special times with him today, but at least I have the memories.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, All rights reserved.

Take a message, please

Phone messages can be important. Too bad this one Bob took in February 1990 was almost lost because of his bad handwriting.

I hope you enjoy this retelling of an old column.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.

A 49-hour escape

This 1987 column retells a weekend when Bob and I ran away from home. Children remained at home while we went to the UP, a rare escape.

I can’t remember another vacation Bob and I took without our children. This was it!

Sometimes we did escape from the kids, but that usually meant we were driving machinery around the farm. Those hours were not vacations, but farm work.

Susan along Lake Superior

Bob tiptoeing along the Superior shore.

Such was life on Sunnybook Farm.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.