David T. Music And Stuff

This is a fun story! Dad’s memories of his youth are revealing and show a small glimpse of how children felt during the Great Depression.

Dear reader, My dad just shamed me from the grave! I have been complaining, moaning and groaning about the state our roads are in. After

Hi to all, and Happy Memorial Day, I purposely took this story out of order from the Table of Contents in my father’s book, “It’s

Oops! I forgot to post this, yesterday. I’m sorry, friends. I was a little preoccupied with designing a paint scheme for the house interior. Sue

Dad was never afraid to take on controversial issues. I remember hearing him talk about politics and religion with friends, always playing ‘devil’s advocate’ and

I have fond memories from the late fifties, early sixties of dad coming home from work wearing a trench-coat and fedora, with a white card

Here is a lovely story about riding. Dad was always fascinated with the western United States. Western books, movies, plays, television series . . .