Earlier segments of this biography of my father can be found below on McHenry County Blog. In 1952, my youngest sister Ellen was born. That was also the year Dad switched his registration from the Democratic Party to the Republican … Continue reading
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Here’s another billboard found on the way from Atlanta to Florida: It seems a good message for my birthday. When my grandmother was 95, I visited her on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. It was the mid-1980’s. Over my objections, … Continue reading
The first part of my father’s multi-part biography ran yesterday. Today, we’ll run Part 2 in honor of his birth 100 years ago. Dad graduated debt free from college in three and a half years. Somehow I have gotten the … Continue reading
I got into a conversation at the First United Methodist Church about Harriet Tubman, the Underground Railroad heroine from the Eastern Shore of Maryland, from when my family and I come. It bought back all sorts of memories of walking … Continue reading
My niece Sarah, now in an artist’s residency in Priarietown, Massachusetts, sent me a letter she found from my grandmother Addie Watling-Skinner last month. Amazingly enough, the letter was addressed to my daughter Alexandra, 28 years old today. You can … Continue reading
Earlier segments of this biography of my father can be found below on McHenry County Blog. In 1952, my youngest sister Ellen was born. That was also the year Dad switched his registration from the Democratic Party to the Republican … Continue reading
The first part of my father’s multi-part biography ran yesterday. Today, Father’s Day, we’ll Dad graduated debt free from college in three and a half years. Somehow I have gotten the impression that he was something of a lady’s man. … Continue reading
Today’s “Message of the Day” is a rear window decal. It is a representation of Durer’s Praying Hands etching. I first saw them in my grandmother Addie Skinner’s home in Crumpton, Maryland. She had what I remember as a glass … Continue reading
Not the Marlborough Man, although that might be appropriate since my father was a cigarette smoker who died of lung cancer (even though he had stopped for almost 10 years). This is Cal Skinner, my father, in the early 1940’s. … Continue reading