Granny Square Crochet Blanket

Red Heart yarn crocheted granny square blanket measuring 12 X 14.

Crochet has been one of my passions for several years now.

It started when I was around 10 years old when an older cousin taught me a few basic crochet skills.  The first thing she taught me was how to crochet a chain stitch – the simplest stitch there is.  I was so excited and immediately began crocheting a chain – a very long chain.  I quickly became bored with this really long chain of crochet because I did not know any other stitches or even how to turn the work. Continue reading “Granny Square Crochet Blanket”

Two Baseball Gloves

After a few practices we were ready for our first game.  The coach put me in at third base. I wasn’t very nervous but soon learned that playing the “hot corner” as I’d heard third base referred to, was not an easy position to play. 

My love of baseball began at a very young age. 

I was maybe seven or eight when my mother signed me up for little league.  I wasn’t sure but once I got on the field I knew that baseball would become a lifelong passion.

I remember walking to the practice field.  We didn’t have a car so we did a lot of walking back then.  We didn’t view it as abnormal or anything.  That’s just the way it was for us.  So early one Saturday morning my mother and I began the four mile walk to the Eugene Field elementary school ball field.  It took us over an hour to walk there to meet the coach and the other boys who were about to be my team mates.

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The Spelling Bee

Then one day the teacher asked all of us students to stand beside our desks.  We all did as told and were all looking around when she told us we were now going to have a test. 

 

I started school in 1962.  I didn’t go to kindergarten – it just hadn’t caught on yet where I came from. 

I can still remember that first day of first grade.  My mother walked me to my class that day.  I’d never really been away from her very much and when I had, my grandparents were always within earshot.

I cried that first day and probably for the next few days until I realized that this was my new life.  I was making friends and I was learning new things.  I could already read and write some but I soon found myself not only wanting to go to school but eager to do so.  I couldn’t wait for the next day to come.

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