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***Back story. My mom and dad were married in 1957 at the very young ages of 15 years old and 17 years old. Mom was pregnant at the time and Dad wanted to marry her. My dad is Hispanic, and my mom is Irish. Mom's sisters and brothers were very much against my parents getting married. But my grandparents weren't. Both my grandmothers went to the courthouse with my parents and signed the consent for…
My Dad is 87 years old now and I take him lunch almost every day. And every day he tells me the story of my birth. As soon as I walk in the door, he hugs me and then says. "Do you know they were chopping corn when you were born. And I took time off and went to the hospital and I saw you through the window. You didn't have much hair. I stayed for a while and then went home. Your Grandma was…
When I was about 18, I lived with my parents and a few siblings about a mile outside Park City, Montana, on a property with an old farmhouse, a bunkhouse, some sheds, and corrals. I’d graduated high school the year before and worked at a sewing shop in town. My 15-year-old younger brother, Raymond, stayed in the bunkhouse, and when he wasn’t in school, he helped my dad at a feedlot fifteen miles…
In life we all have rocks we carry around with us. Even people who seem to have everything. Their pockets are full of rocks weighing them down. There is no need to be jealous of anyone. You never know if their rocks are heavier than yours. SK Virtue 10/12/2025
Don't stand around a coffin And cry sad unending tears for me. Send me off with a joyful laugh And watch me float away In a cool spring morning breeze. Don't bury me beneath the earth Where the cold darkness will eat away at my body until I am just a bag of bones. Toss me into the wind So that I can fly with the birds And float with the clouds toward home. Spread my ashes across a golden valley of…
By SK Virtue as told by my dad. My Dad was born in 1938. This snippet took place around 1948. Dad and Lupe were about a year apart in age. When I was about 8 years old, we lived on a farm just outside of Ballantine Montana. My dad farmed acreage he rented from Claude Pierson. Some of it was on north 28 above the tracks and some of it was down by the river. We had ten milk cows at the time. they…
The best times of my life were spent on a farm. As a young kid we had the freedom to run and play and just spend a whole summer messing around. The farm was a kid's playground. And as far as friends... well, you had six other brothers and sisters who were your friends. We played on the haystacks and built forts in them until we got in trouble for pulling all the bales out of the middle of the…
The year was around 1967, and we lived on a farm just outside Billings, Montana. My dad worked as the hired hand, doing everything from milking cows to planting cornfields. Mom was always busy taking care of us kids, cooking, and feeding the chickens. For us kids, the farm was like a giant playground filled with endless fun and adventure. There was never a dull moment. The farm was bordered by the…
****Back story. My mom and dad were married in 1957 at the very young ages of 15 years old and 17 years old. Mom was pregnant at the time and Dad wanted to marry her. My dad is Hispanic, and my mom is Irish. Mom's sisters and brothers were very much against my parents getting married. But my grandparents weren't. Both my grandmothers went to the courthouse with my parents and signed the consent…
I heard your beat for the first time today and it brought tears to my eyes. I never thought the sound of you would make me want to cry. You have been with me since the beginning And you will be with me until my life is finished. My love for you transcends space and time. My life with you has been sublime. You are that constant in a life well lived. I know you won't waver until the end. You have…
