by Deb Farris | Jul 3, 2013 | Musings, Uncategorized
I’ve become greedy with my time. I admit it. I’ve never experienced such blissful solitude as I have these last days on the Island. I find I need little else than hours to think and write without distractions. That’s hard to find in the life I lead....
by Deb Farris | Jun 23, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
Washington Island is a little piece of heaven–packed full of memories. Kids have grown up, some have passed on. Each year I come back, I am older but the Island never changes and when I’m here, it has a way of feeling like we’re all together again....
by Deb Farris | Jun 2, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
My Dad and brother were both pilots. When my nephew got his pilot’s license at fourteen, I watched him land a plane and it brought tears to my eyes. We heard a lot of talk about Cessna 150s in our house growing up. I didn’t understand the fascination at first....
by Deb Farris | Apr 24, 2013 | Uncategorized
Dad knows my favorite way of getting around town is on my bike. He bought me a neon green light reflector jacket and always asks if I have my helmet. I morn the day it goes into the basement for winter. With two saddlebags, lights and a bell, I go anywhere. High...
by Deb Farris | Mar 31, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
Dad and I spent the day at St. Joseph’s Hospital last week while he had the battery in his pacemaker changed. He felt good enough while the anesthetic was wearing off to talk about growing up with the Rag Man and Knife Sharpener — along with a few other...
by Deb Farris | Mar 30, 2013 | Uncategorized
The coal man was a lot similar to the ice man — you’d have to order your coal, they’d carry it in on their shoulder. Every house had a coal bin under a window in the basement. The coal man would go to the window and there’ would be walls...
