It’s hard to believe that it’s been almost twenty-three years now since Mom and Dad passed. Enough time for it not to hurt so much, but never will be enough time passing to forget. Yesterday, the sixth was the official anniversary of their 73rd wedding anniversary. Next weekend will be the official dates of their deaths. I’ll try to get some new memories together for that. Update the news and such. I’m happy with the look of the site, I may never update that. It’s like the living room of your childhood home. Which is how I feel about the place in header image. We only lived there about three years – moving at the end of my first grade school year, but I’ve never forgotten the place. Actually, the only place I haven’t a memory for is the apartment over the Litchfield drugstore. From there, my parents moved to Bantam, and there my memories begin.

And now I’m the age my dad was when he died. A little sobering. You just never know what’s going to happen from day to day, minute to minute ever, never mind year to year. So, I hope to make time to come back here and add every memory I can. Some, I wish I had written down well before now. Some details have faded, but maybe as I write those I can recall, the old grey matter will shove out some of those forgotten or fuzzy.

Yesterday, was also our little Rattie, Kai Cei’s 15th birthday . . . and Sinatra, our yellow tiger cat’s, 13th. Maybe I’ll post a few pics of them at some point . . . and some of our pets through the years. Why not, after all. Our pets make up a lot of our happy memories just as much as anyone!

I just wanted to pop in here to remind family, friends, and relatives of the date. I need to update all my other sites, and maybe I’ll put links here someplace to those. We’re working on projects around the house, plus trying to catch up on the woodworking orders we have both new orders and older ones. It’s possible our little hobby shop will become, this year, an actual business. We’ll see.

Until next time, I hope everyone is getting through these times as best as one can. And prayers go out to those having a harder time of it. It will eventually pass, and we’ll see much better times when Jah steps in to clean up the mess corrupt ones have made of His Earth.

Have a great rest of the weekend!

Hard to imagine that twenty years ago, my mom and dad passed away hours apart. I’m not going to rehash that story in this post. If you’re interested, you can go here to read it. Just wanted to take a bit of time away from a busy writing schedule and other obligations of life to remember them.

Missing them right now, and remembering the better times. The picnics, the annual tour of Catskill Game Farm, and the visits after with Aunt Babe and her family. Wish we could have visited them more often, but seems like we got together with Mom’s side more often as they were much closer by us. Those visits to Otis, Mass and the friends there. The outings st their camp on Spectacle Pond. Horseback riding at Mrs. Alphonso’s back in the day, and learning to ride on trail horses that may or may not listen to your cues! Going to the library with Mom. Listening to Mom give a couple of my teacher’s hey for making the whole class do spelling words a million times each for something a couple of class clowns did.

Coming downstairs, wondering what all the commotion was about, and finding them chasing each other around the house for something one of them had said or done. No clue what that might have been. Always came down in the middle of it, and no one would elaborate. So, one must use imagination here.

I know it was easy to come up with something to get a rise out of Dad. Hee Hee. I did it often enough, always prepared to run like hey once the words left my mouth. Ah yeah . . . Fun times, fun times.

I have acquired some cool PowerPoint templates for slideshows and videos, and once I play with them a bit, I want to do a vid using all the old pictures I have. I may have more of Dad’s side than Mom’s, but I think it’ll be a great feature here.

I’m working on edits of my young adult novel and finishing the first draft of my sweet contemporary romance, third of my series, so it will probably be a few days before I get to it. Or, the urge to play will overcome me, and it’ll be here tomorrow! 🙂 I’ll try not to take all year to get to it.

Until then, I hope your day was happy and tomorrow even better!

Yep, Dad would be ninety one today, had he not died of a broken heart twenty years ago. I’m going to put together a slide show of pictures for this mile stone. It’ll take some time since I’ll have to scan the pics in that I want to feature. I have some older pictures I want to scan so I can make up a little album for Aunt Babe with the originals.

Dad’s family is down to two surviving sisters, Edna, whom we call Sally, and Juanita, who is best known as Babe. Aunt Babe is presently in a nursing home in Great Barrington, doing better than she has been. I’m sure a gift of a photo album would pick up her spirits. It would mine!

On Mom’s side, only Aunt Margaret is left with us. Such a shock to realize that when she is gone, I will be the oldest of the Davis side. When I was a kid, 67 seemed a long, long, long way off. Boy, how quick it got here!

This is a short post, but when I have the time, I’ll come back and post again. I should have a few pictures to start the slide show with. I am in the process of preparing for a launch of my new young adult novel, Marooned on Planet EARTH – Devynn’s Dilemma. Title and cover tentative. It should launch on Amazon and other online book retailers including iBooks and Barnes and Noble at the same time, sometime in the spring.

In the meantime, I often think of both Mom and Dad. Have had some more dreams with them in it; just recently, in fact. I love the ones where my sisters and I are riding the trails again with Dad. Miss that so much. Even miss him grabbing my ear for something smart I said back to him . . .

Miss them every day. Can’t wait for that new system to get here!

Thought I’d hop in here quick to say, I’ve a bunch of irons in the fire, and so many projects waiting. I’ve gotten into making videos with PowerPoint, and it’s addicting fun. More so when you’ve learned all the features of the program, which makes me wish I had experimented more with my first video. But, hey, this one will be great!

It’s a video story book, of about 50 frames or so. Four frames are intro and end matter. You know, where I thank you for watching the video, and ask you to visit my site . . . check out my book at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, Kobo, and Kobo Plus. And tell you my print edition is pending. The story is called Babies and Toddlers, lasts about 22ish minutes. It’ll be up in a day or two. I’m still playing with timing and pictures . . . text. I hope it goes viral!

Anyway, I thought about using video to do some memory strolling vids. I have enough pictures to cover quite a few years, and could start back before our time. I won’t know who these people are, but hey, they were or are family, so we’ll run with it!

I will get to those as soon as I finish getting my books ready to go to the printers. Yes, I’m finally going to do it.

I’ll post again when I’ve done one for here. Post when the vid-book is finished too.

This site is going to be dedicated to all my memories and those of any of my Wilson-Davis relatives who want to post here.

I’m updating the place with a new look and pages. While I’m sure only family will care a thing about any of this, here it is for all the world to visit.

I’ll be back shortly to post updates . . .

Thanks for visiting and taking a stroll down Memory Lane