Monday, May 30, 2011
On this Memorial Day, I remember a hero of World War I--my father. Born Norman Price, known by most by his rodeo name--Jimmy Tuff; but known to me as Daddy. He was working in Wyoming as a cowboy when WWI broke out. He tried to enlist in Cody, but didn't qualify so he returned to Canada where he had been born and enlisted in the Canadian Army. He served in the Canadian Railway Construction Corp during the war. When the war was over, he returned to the United States, enlisted in the National Guard, serving until his discharge on February 18, 1924. He so valued freedom that even though the United States wouldn't let him volunteer, he made his way back to Canada so that he could fight for what was right. I salute you, Daddy, and I also honor all of the men and women who volunteer in our armed services and protect our rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Last night was the full moon. It was an awesome sight. Commonly it is referred to as the Flower Moon--it is the season when nature puts on its party clothes and dances in the fields. It was a beautiful night even in the city. As I sat in my backyard, I recalled a poem that I had written years ago.