Never tell a growing boy he can have as much cake as he wants. This story is from my dad’s childhood.
It’s fun sharing my dad’s memories. These stories are my inheritance.
My dad was a storyteller, not a writer. Luckily, before he passed away, Dad wrote down a few of the stories he told us. Here is one example.
I used some of Dad’s stories in my novel, Chicken Charlie’s Year. Here’s a link to it if you’d like to take a look my book. (It is also in the Muehl Public Library.)
Maybe you are shy about saving your own stories. If so, interview a relative and save one of their stories.
Today I’m sharing one of my dad’s stories called Broken Cookies.
The coming holidays are a great time to share and SAVE Family stories.
Set up a cell phone and record a few. You’ll be glad you did.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2024 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.
True stories my father told were a gift to the family. Today I’m reading one of my favorites.
I also fictionalized this story, along with many others, in my novel CHICKEN CHARLIE’S YEAR, which can be found for sale on Amazon.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2024 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.
I’m so happy I saved this story my dad told in 1990. It is not one in his handwritten collection. It is perfect to share today, Halloween Eve.
It was Dad’s last visit to our Wisconsin home. The following May Dad passed away.
I hope you enjoy this column and that it encourages you to save some of your family stories.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2023 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.