These are a few of the books given to me by my mother. They are definite keepsakes.
Take Me to the Western Door
Regardless of the miles and the years, Tonawanda will always be home to me and my family. These are my memories (and sometimes, opinions) shared for the sake of my children and grandchildren, and for anyone else who is curious.
Where Everyone Knows Your Name
Oh, my goodness! Has it been that long since I've posted here? Where has the time gone?
Well, let me begin with a conversation I had with my youngest son, this week. He's the lucky duck who gets to go home to the reserve more than the rest of us do.
After we got finished talking, he said, "Mom, why don't you write about that on your blog?" That, my son, I will do.
Well, let me begin with a conversation I had with my youngest son, this week. He's the lucky duck who gets to go home to the reserve more than the rest of us do.
After we got finished talking, he said, "Mom, why don't you write about that on your blog?" That, my son, I will do.
I know it's been awhile since I've posted. With the holidays upon us, it's been crazy. Speaking of the holidays, I swiped this photo from my sister's Facebook page.
She was searching for just the right tree topper and came up with this. It's a traditional Seneca head dress. What a conversation piece, huh? Thought you'd like it. I did.
She was searching for just the right tree topper and came up with this. It's a traditional Seneca head dress. What a conversation piece, huh? Thought you'd like it. I did.
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