This June 1989 column tells how tears can show happiness.
Memories are good to keep, they are also good to share.
I hope you save some of yours and then share them.
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Sunny and I were up with the sun again this morning.
Nearing summer solstice the sun greeted us just after 5. A lovely time for a walk
In the distance I heard sandhill cranes and a family of coyotes.
Mornings are be a beautiful part of the day.
Try getting up with the summer sun one day.
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Curb-side pickup was available for months but starting June 1 the building opened.
Today was my first day volunteering. As in the past, I shelved books. Next Thursday morning I plan on being there, and the next Thursday, and…
Of course before I left today I checked out a book for my own use.
See you next Thursday morning at the library.
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This column tells about 1989, a year when the rains failed to come.
Farmers continued to plant even though it was very dry. I tell how it felt riding through a dusty field as I worked the ground.
Perfect farm years are hard to find. Farmers continue to work rain or no rain. You never know when things will improve and rain will arrive.
In 1989, Bob and I ate a lot of dust but continued to work. It’s what we had to do to keep the farm.
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