Category Archives: Columns

How cold is cold?

This column was written in January 1990, but it could have been written any winter day.

I thought about starting over when my cats ran through the kitchen but decided to charge ahead.

The odd sounds you hear near the mid-point are Barn-E and Car-E playing.

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

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.

Worth giving

It seems I’ve been a crafty person for many years. This column was written in January 1990.

I don’t remember making so many rag rugs, but I’m sure there is a remnant somewhere in the backroom.

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

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.

The contestants

My children were having a contest in this column from January 1990. They needed me as the tiebreaker. Tell us, Mom, who was the sickest?

I know who was the most tired. Me, that’s who. After taking care of a houseful of sick kids, I needed a rest.

Times haven’t changed. A house filled with children will always battle illnesses one after another. I just happened to write about ours.

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.

Brothers — written and read by Susan Manzke

This column from 1990 shows how two boys, Russ 10 and Rob almost 15, shared a bedroom.

It wasn’t always easy.

I loved coming across this story about my boys. It says a lot about them.

They survived childhood. Now there aren’t any dirty sock issues as they are grown men and good friends.

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

Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.