The Bear Rug ~ a Heritage Story

Aug 4, 2011 | 4 comments

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

Sam was out being a Man. Working his way through life by day; he was born in the wrong era. The first of six children, Sam was raised backwoods-style. He could have been a Pioneer. He and his brothers knew all about hiking, camping, fishing, and hunting.

It was a cold, almost snowy day in November when he picked up his deer hunting license, his rifle, his gear, and headed out. He was hungry for venison.

He set up quietly in the woods of Superior, Wisconsin. And waited. And waited. After a long enough time, … read the rest. . .

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One of Those Days [Thirty Years Later]

Aug 4, 2011 | 1 comment

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

August 4th is always worth remembering. At least in my family. It’s not a holiday. No anniversary or birthday. It’s much more somber. It’s the day my Dad died.

And this time, it’s been thirty years. It just happened; it happened a lifetime ago.

I was young, then; in age and in mind. I was 13 with no mind to chase boys but less desire to play with dolls. I was in that stage. I sat at the kitchen table looking through the brand new JCPenney’s winter catalog. The one that every kid waited for. … read the rest. . .

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