Stories

It is a beautiful day today and Sally and the handyman are going to go walking in the field and figure out how to fence it off so that the dogs can be free to run. They already have a three acre fenced in yard. I’m telling you, these dogs are to be envied. We’ve talked about getting a cat this spring. I would love that. I like the dogs but my time here has totally confirmed that I am a cat person. I miss Sloopy sometimes and hope that Nadea, Vasile, and Vlad are taking care of him.

I called Grandmother and Granddaddy last week to get their help with a story I’m writing. I needed Granddaddy to refresh my memory of some of the stories he used to tell us. They were so excited to help. They are going to write up some stuff and mail it to me. I’m happy about that. Even if I don’t use much of it in my story it will be great to have some of their memories written down. I wonder if there comes a time for all of us when we realize that if we don’t tell someone our memories they are going to disappear with us.

Speaking of stories, I’ve read a couple of interesting books recently. A couple of days ago I finished, My Antonia by Willa Cather. I enjoyed it. It was a nice portrait of life in a prairie town long ago. The other book is called, The Film Club. It’s an autobiography written by a man who agreed to let his son drop out of high school if his son watched three movies a week. The movies were of the father’s choosing and they spent three years watching movies and talking about life together. I thought that was a pretty nifty idea. Not for everyone obviously but it worked for this kid. In other aspects the father’s parenting style would not be my own but their love for each other shines through and that is a nice thing to see in today’s father-son relationships.