Category 3 Memories
My dad asked me to drive him to a funeral. It was the funeral of the wife of a college friend, who […]
My dad asked me to drive him to a funeral. It was the funeral of the wife of a college friend, who […]
One of the first chapter books I remember reading as a kid was The Boy Hikers. It was a book given to […]
On a recent vacation, we went to an evening of Caribbean music. They played fun, recognizable songs and the musicians engaged with […]
In my hometown, my dad was part of a coffee group. It was made up of men from this small town who […]
My father, Boyd Blumer, started from humble beginnings. The farm where he grew up was modest, farming less than one section of […]
One of my dad’s favorite stories is of his days as a runner for Westmar College. His most famous track meet was […]
When I was a kid I had a Sunday paper route which, for the most part, I really enjoyed. I liked walking […]
When we were middle school age, somehow dad finagled a canoe trip in northern Minnesota for my older brother, dad, and me. […]