Category: (Mother’s Day)

  • Having A Smoke With Momma

    Tony

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    When I was thirteen years of age, the Rowell clan lived in a couple of single wide mobile homes way out in the woods a few miles outside of Lexington.  The older trailer house was for my brother Mike and me, and the newer trailer was for mom and dad and my little sister, Janie.… Read more

  • Dear Mom

    Tony

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    It has been over twenty five years now since you left us. It seems like yesterday. I remember the last time I saw those emerald green eyes of yours looking into mine. As you drifted off into your final sleep, I hugged you and while looking in those eyes that had watched over me for… Read more

  • The Coaster

    Tony

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    I started out wanting to write to and about all of you moms and grandmas out there in that it’s May, and Mother’s Day is right around the corner. Now in order to do the subject justice, I felt I needed to get into the role. So I sat down at the keyboard and asked… Read more