An Old Farmer’s Advice

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Us modern people could pay attention to some of these axioms;

Keep skunks and bankers at a distance!

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight, and bull-strong!

Life is simpler when you plow around the stump!

A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere Tractor!

Words that soak into your ears are whispered …not yelled!

Meanness don’t just happen overnight!

Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.

Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you!

It don’t take a very big person to carry a grudge!

You cannot unsay a cruel word!

Every path has a few puddles!

When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty!

This is one of my favorites: The best sermons are lived, not preached!

I need to memorize this one: Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna’ happen anyway!

Don’t judge folks by their relatives!

And I saves the best for last: Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer! This old farmer has more, but he has to start plowing!

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Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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