Missing Daddy

Dear Readers, Today, June 23, 2022, is the twenty-fifth anniversary of my father’s passing. I am especially missing him today. My dad, Donald Johns, was born and raised in North Dakota in a little farming town called Wing, near Bismarck. The northern winters aggravated his asthma so badly, he missed much school. So, in 1930,…

A Sweet Gift

Dear Kids and All Readers, Those of you who have ever lost a beloved pet will likely understand my blog today. As I grieve my precious dog Jimmy Lambchop’s passing on March 23, I am even more appreciative of the kindness of friends at this time. Recently in the mail arrived a wonderful gift and…