Buddy’s sad goodbye

  Marjorie Vaughan Buddy April 12 · The story of “Buddy” and his love for his owner, and my father, Henry “Bud” Tarver. Dad passed from this world to Heaven, January 30, 2016, at 2:22 am. Dad and Buddy had always been lovingly close. My brother and his wife Debra had bought Buddy, eight weeks old as a Christmas gift for Daddy in December 2002. They had been constant companions when in October 2014 my father at 91 Years-Of-Age had a bad fall and other health problems and we had to temporary place him in a Nursing facility for a few months. Buddy stayed with my youngest brother in dad’s home. My brother took him to visit dad often. Happily in August 2015, we brought Dad and Buddy home to live with us. I have been an animal lover my entire life. But Buddy was in a strange place and nervous at first. He started lifting him leg on everything, including Lucy, our female dog. I knew I would have to retrain him. I tried putting him in a cage and taking him outside on regular two-hour trips. But he had never been in a cage and would have no part of it. I put his leash on and connect it to my kitchen cabinets. This he could live with, we took turns taking him out to play and go potty on a schedule. Buddy was a very smart dog […]

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My new Hips

When I began to develop into a young woman, my friends had round hips and boobies’ ! I still looked like a stick, when we walked by the filling (gas) station on our way home from school, my friend Carolyn would get wolf whistles from the guys, but they didn’t even see me. They would yell, at Carolyn “I wish I had that swing in my back yard.” I did not know what they meant, because she was walking. I remember getting my first great idea, I would make me some hips! So I cut out side hips from old towels and sewed them into my underwear on both sides. I thought I looked pretty good, myself, but one afternoon my daddy kept looking at me so strange, I felt my hips kind of sliding around! Daddy looked truly horrified and screamed for Mama, she came running into the room. Daddy was in a panic and ask her what was wrong with me? She ask me about my hips, with a grin on her face, that soon broke into full laughter, remembering my fits as she called them, when she sewed a dress for me when I was about 6, I wanted it strapless like the movie stars wore, we argued over it. But she makes it her way. I told her why I made my hips, then, she couldn’t control her laughter. I didn’t think it was so funny.  […]

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Daddy and Uncle Tom’s Chicken story

My Daddy’s stories                                                        August 23, 2011 Henry (Bud) Tarver My daddy told me in about the year 1940 when he was about 17 years old he and his older brother Uncle Tom went to Sunday services at a little church close to White City, in San Augustine County, Texas. The Preacher was really talking down  all teenagers. Today’s teenagers steal and are always up to no good. He said he heard a friend of his tell about teenagers stealing his chickens late at night. The preacher pounded the pulpit really hard and said no teenagers are going to steal my chickens. Uncle Tom looks at daddy and winks, he leaned over and whispered in dad’s ear we’ll show him what bad teenagers are If he thinks they all are so bad. We’ll have his chickens before dark tonight (And they did ) daddy said Uncle Tom went in and handed  him each chicken one at a time and dad put them into a seed sack.  Uncle Tom started handing the rooster to dad then said no he didn’t say anything about the rooster, so he put the rooster back in the pen.     Marjorie Tarver Vaughan

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