Ben’s done such a great job of putting up with the fisherman.  Sounds like everyone had a good time.

Since Ken was fishing at Calamus, I took  Mom to Stransky Park in Lincoln to listen to Bobby Layne.  (We took Carie and Steve to Stransky Park last year to […]

The turkeys hang around Jim and Judy’s place like our chickens do. One stood outside our bedroom window one morning and “crowed” just like our rooster.  Ken’s getting ready to […]