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Thank you, Veteran

Thank you, Veteran

My dad’s (Oris Reed) “Reed” cousins made this gorgeous quilt for him. They made it to thank him for his service in the military during the Korean War. Thank you, ladies! It is beautiful and he loves it!!   ~Luanna Reed Rodham
Korean Veteran

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An Unassuming Writer?

An Unassuming Writer?

ONE NEVER KNOWS WHAT WILL TRANSPIRE

Yesterday, during the writers’ meeting in La Junta, I sat unobserved in the corner, listening and taking copulas notes. Being shy and quiet is my nature.
I learned that I should use punctuation in my writing. I learned that a bullet isn’t used in place of an indent for a paragraph. I learned I have a spell checker. I learned margins are not one-inch. I learned I have a lot to learn if I want to become a writer.
The meeting ended on a grand note.
Pat Zabriskie jumped up from her chair and said, “I have to get going.” She then charged out the door. I picked up my note book, which was five pounds heavier than when I arrived at the meeting–heavy with the notes I had taken–and exited the building.
You can imagine my surprise! There on the sidewalk lay Pat on her back, her feet in the gutter, and her shoulders on the side walk. In my haste to help her, I almost tripped over a bicycle and 507 Florida grapefruits. Pat had her mind on something else when she exited the building. She didn’t see the teenager on a bicycle pulling a Red Flyer wagon loaded with grapefruit.
“Pat! Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes, I am. Now help me up before someone calls the cops.”
“Okay.” I said. “What happened?”
Pat got this cute smile on her face and said, “I didn’t see this young man and his bicycle and the Red Flyer wagon loaded with grapefruit. I jumped over the bicycle and my shoe lace caught on the handlebars of the bicycle.”
To make a long story very short, Pat wasn’t hurt. I understand her husband told her, “From now on always tie your shoes when you go to town.”
This account is the truth as I remember it.]

Oris, the truthful observer.

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A quick stroll down memory lane…

A quick stroll down memory lane…

You know there’s always a story… Oris is talking instead of smiling for the camera, but then… how could he compete with the smile of his lovely bride.

Daughter Marcia shares –

Seriously…how much to you LOVE this picture of Mom and Dad?!?! Especially, Mom, hmmm? I LOVE it!!! Just look at her! She’s so beautiful in this one…it just captures her so perfectly! It says it was taken in July 1965…so just before I was born. I LOVE it and wanted to share it with you, even if it does make us both cry all night long, okay? Love you!

Marcia Lynn McClure

Daughter Luanna adds –

I love you, too! And yes it’s going to make me cry but it’s worth it to remember her like this!

And friend, Betty Butler, comments –

I was in high school when these two visited my parents often. Patsy would try to keep Oris reined in. “Now ORIS!!! behave!”. He was the tease and bane if my teen years. And she the guardian. Love her and her giggles. And she sure loves my red headed boys..

There’s always a story at the George Castle. Go ahead, click on the link on the right and pick up a copy of his book Along the Back Roads of Yesterday to read one of his delightful essays, or more…

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