What The Doctor Really Means

"Well, what have we here...?" He has no idea and is hoping you'll give him a clue. "Well, we're not feeling so w...

Two Days We Should Not Worry

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension. ...

Pile Of Crap

This one is an oldie but a goodie from my folks... especially from my DAD! His favorite reminder when we moved out of home and got our o...

Color Of Friendship - Story

Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best; the most important, the most usefu...

The Day I Roped A Deer

Written for the Book "Cowboy Poets of Utah" © 1984 - Published by the Utah Folk Life Center We was sit-in’ drinkin...

Grandma's Apron Poem

Grandma's Apron A poem by Tina Trivett The strings were tied, it was freshly washed, and maybe even pressed. For Grandma, it was e...

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