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Flashlight Duty

There were times I literally lived in fear of my dad. At the time, it wasn’t fun, and it darn sure wasn’t funny, but now, looking back, some of the things that took place were a bit humorous in a terrifying sort of way. This is one of them: Read the rest of this entry »

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Saved by An Angel!

Y’all seem to be ignoring me lately, and you should know better! That’ll just make me pester you more! Kind of like my little brother Billy use to aggravate our youngest brother Ken. Sometimes all Billy had to do was look at Ken with this patented, one-sided grin he had, and Ken would go ballistic: “Mom! Billy’s lookin at me!” Ah, yes, precious childhood memories. Read the rest of this entry »

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Then The Moth Showed Up

Did you ever have to hold the flashlight for your dad while he worked on something? Man, I hated that! I’m not kidding, flashlights seem to have a mind of their own; they won’t stay still, and seem to want to point everywhere except whereyour dad wants you to point them. Read the rest of this entry »

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Flashlight Duty

Y’all seem to be ignoring me today, and you should know better! That’ll just make me pester you more! Kind of like my brother Billy use to aggravate our youngest brother Ken. Sometimes all Billy had to do was look at Ken with this taunting, one-sided grin he had, and Ken would go balistic: “Mom! Billy’s lookin at me!” Read the rest of this entry »

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