A Little Mouse That Needed a Friend
A Crippled Red Tail Hawk Who Found a Home
An Old Friend of Long AgoIndian Creek Smokey
We are in the tight grip of winter this morning, more snow and very, very cold. Adios
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About Me
- Ronnie
- I was born on a cold, windswept morning, October 21, 1935. I shared my birth with my twin brother, Donnie. We were a fragile pair, weighing at approximately 2 lbs 5 ounces each. Born at seven months and not expected to live through the day. If not for the warmth of a wood burning stove and the infinite kindness and wisdom of a neighbor woman, we would surely have perished. The old homestead farm lay along the south bank of the Dousinberry Creek, three miles south of Long Lane, Missouri. This beautiful part of the Ozarks became my playground. Early in life I developed a deep appreciation for the land, it's people and the rich heritage that has led me many times into the past.
Carved Ships
The Santa Maria
Oil Paintings
Una Zoe
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I remember the lower two characters... and you. We've had some very special furry and feathered friends around.
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