John Moore

Kids today have no idea what real phones were like. I do. And I miss them. I still have a hard time comprehending how I […]

When I was growing up in Ashdown, Arkansas, I thought every adult was old. I really couldn’t tell how old someone was, I just knew […]

Saturday night 50 years ago, who else was held hostage by their grandparents and Lawrence Welk? Raise your hand. By their other grandparents and Hee […]

By John Moore My grandfather was a blacksmith. To supply his shop with the metal, wood, and other materials he needed to operate, he attended […]

By John Moore My mom and her mother saved 7 1/2 books to get us that swing set. Just three years before in 1966, my […]