New Beginnings

 When I met Carol Ann her brother law Jimmy drove a small pick up truck that was branded under the name Datsun. This was many years before Nissan bought out Datsun. It was a cool little truck, it was small and easy to get around town in. His was a 1973 white truck with a cute little 4 speed standard shift transmission and was a solid little truck and I really liked it. Growing up all my dad drove was the half ton Ford truck with a full 8' long bed. The first one I remember was a light blue1967 with a standard shift known as a 3 on a tree. That being the shifter was on the steering column an with no air conditioner. The next one he bought was in 1972 which was blue and white and was an automatic transmission and it did have air conditioning.  In 1976 I bought a 1972 Datsun pickup from a friend of Jimmy's that looked almost identical except it was red in color and Larry had taken off the factory 14" rear tires and replaced them with 15" Firestone Super All Traction (or ...

 It was January 1971 I was 13 years old and we had been living in the country for about a year and a half. Since we had lived here on this 45 acres my dad had purchased several cows over the past year and a couple of them had been bred so we were expecting to have some calves soon. As I find out, ideally you would like to have calves born during the winter as there are fewer germs and the cow's labor is usually not as hard on them as it is in the heat of the summer.  It was quite cold that night and one of the cows delivered a calf that was still born. This does not happen often in my experience, but it did that night. When we get up that morning and find the dead calf, we bury it and go over to our nearest neighbor, Mr. Frank Davis. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were both in their mid 80s and had lived in their current house for many decades and they kept an eye out for me and Danny as both of my folks worked in Denton. Any time a storm would blow in, Mrs. Ella Davis would call us and l...