My daddy loved dogs and he especially appreciated a good bird dog. There is true beauty in watching dogs running over a field, sniffing out quail, standing point when they find their mark, and seeing other dogs in the pack honor the first point. Although I never went hunting with Daddy (because I didn’t likeContinue reading “Bird Dogs”
Author Archives: Linda Pearce Griffin
I am a writer, storyteller and artist. I come from a family of storytellers but I'm the only one who has written mine down.
The Cuban Missile Crisis Plan
The Cuban Missile Crisis occurred during October and November 1962. It was probably the closest our country came to engaging in a Nuclear War with Russia during the years now referred to as the Cold War. Without going into the whole political turmoil the bottom line is that Russia had delivered nuclear weapons to Cuba,Continue reading “The Cuban Missile Crisis Plan”
Sleeping on the Floor
I slept on a pallet of quilts on the floor with my 5-year-old grandson this past weekend. My husband and I carefully laid down 6 old quilts that had once belonged to our ancestors – tediously but lovingly sewn by our mothers and/or grandmothers. Perhaps, as they sewed, they even pictured their children and grandchildrenContinue reading “Sleeping on the Floor”
Coins and Reprieve
Having a school Annual was a big deal to me. Not only did the Annual capture pictures of our classmates and the school year’s events but friends passed them to friends to write in – thoughts on whatever – events that had happened, looking ahead, good wishes, and the like. They were a treasure –Continue reading “Coins and Reprieve”
Barnin’ Tobacco
Barnin’ tobacco is a tough, sweaty, exhausting job but the some of the most fun I’ve ever had. Of course, I speak from the point of view of a barn worker. Whatever tobacco farmers have to say on the subject I humbly acknowledge and totally respect. And I’m also talking about how tobacco was croppedContinue reading “Barnin’ Tobacco”
Shoes
My husband thinks I have too many shoes and I would agree that I have a considerable number. But I’m certainly not the infamous Imelda Marcos! In fact, I suspect that I have in the low range compared to the average woman. So let’s talk about Imelda for a minute. It has been estimated thatContinue reading “Shoes”
Early September Morning
I prop myself up in my bed to study the morning. The day had begun secretively — no garish orange sun to announce its arrival — only a pale gray sky as somber as the sea. Its subtle light flows softly through the window and onto my bed. This is the color of dreams andContinue reading “Early September Morning”
Country Stores
It’s hard to find an old country store in operation these days. I see some old ones here and there, mostly boarded up, abandoned and run down. I asked some folks on Facebook if they knew of any that were still open. I got all sorts of responses. Some folks suggested Cracker Barrel and IContinue reading “Country Stores”
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