What am I all about?  That is the question!

  1. My youth
  2. Go a husband
  3. Divorced
  4. Re-married
  5. divorced
  6. Teaching stage
  7. Finding a man
  8. Memories
  9. Old age

I look at this list and realized I mostly had some failures in my life.

But I found just what I was looking for much later at the end of the list.

Memories—My youth

But first, as the saying goes let’s start at the beginning.

I am writing this page with thoughts I had during the day.

I got up late and cleaned the bathroom that is mostly occupied by cats.

They are a joy, but having pets comes necessary responsibility.

I diligently clean the litter boxes but then I scrub the floor with a mop to prevent the pee smell.

I write these things because, at this stage of my life, I had hoped the cats had a “plug” for their derrieres.

It is hard work and my sense of smell has increased over the years.

My job now does as an internet marketer does not require that I clean anything up.

Although I suspect some people who are Affiliate Marketers from Wealthy Affiliate—a company giving me the education to learn how

to become a successful internet marketer—may need to rinse their mouth out with a non-toxic soap.

Let’s Continue the Story.  black and white cat

One of my cats has diabetes and sadly is slowly dying because I have not the money to take him to the Veterinarian.

His name is Bitti.  He is not suffering and is active and playful.

He is getting so much better.  I do not even think he has diabetes.  I will have the money in a month.  He will be okay/

But Writing about My Youth is the Subject Now. 

I had wonderful parents.  They were both artistic people.

For example, in my early youth, my twin sister and I would sneak into the large living room.

We would sit quietly on the big sofa to listen to my lovely mom teaching piano.

They had two grand pianos.  I was 5 years old so I can not tell you what brand it was, but they were excellent pianos.

And my parent played duo piano together.

They did not mind us listening, in fact, they encouraged all of the siblings to do so.  I had an older brother, Michael, as well as my twin

sister, Jeannie.

When they played the duo piano pieces while we listened, they had hoped to have us appreciate classical music.  piano and composition sheet music

They had been professional duo pianist, but quit playing because dad just got too nervous on stage, although

he played beautifully and technically more advanced than my mom.

My dad was a popular concert band director.  He was well respected and loved.  Have you ever ‘loved’ a

teacher?  Well, I can give an example that shows he was well loved.

What’s Love All About?

Thirty-five years after my dad stoppyed teaching band, my mom and dad received a personal letter from one of the band students. 

My mom read it with curiosity.

They were invited to attend a reunion dinner to honor my dad whom they wanted to visit and reminisce about what they had

remembered the one year dad was the high school Concert Band Director.  Almost all his band students had planned the event.

Only the students from the band would attend…

They were both invited back to Stillwater where my dad had taught band.   He must have been an exceptional teacher. Image, Everyone has a story to tell

They had lots of stories to tell.  Many had tears in their eyes.  But all of them were glad to see and talk with him again!!

When my parents returned home, they were ecstatic.  Every student had a story to tell about dad.   I guess 

that was more than 30 different stories: some funny, a few scary and mostly respectful.

Dad had introduced them for the first time to Classical Band Music.

Obviously, they never forgot that one year of classical music and a teacher worthy of their love and respect.

 

That honor has never happened to me except when I taught refugees English.

But the only thing I could say was that I was onlyBand students invitation

popular and liked.

That was love for a teacher, was that proved?

They had many memories in their life.  

 

 

But there was one eventuality, my dad, like a character in my content, moved me to reminisce.

That memory enabled me to build a Website beginning with my dad’s creative artwork.

That grand art was a 47- foot cowboy who wore authentic Levi jeans.   

 

But, that was a time at the end of the list when I had a chance to work at home to become an internet marketer!

I will just come back to that present memory shortly.

All in all, I had an easy and uncomplicated time in my youth.  I do have some sad memories of those early years.

I learned my basic education even through college by sitting close to my teacher in the front row.

Reading their lips and looking at the information that was written on the blackboard, I got average grades in school, math and algebra

That kept people from noticing my hearing loss.

I wish I could have learned and heard all my lessons in school.  Maybe I could have passed Algebra.

My memories in my later youth from 4th grade to the end of high school.

I may use old-fashioned terms and argot to write my memories of youth, but I think anyone who happens to read this story will

understand what I am writing in my 74-year-old thoughts

The town I lived in and studied in the public school system was a small town that I learned later hed the small town politics. small town street

It was the typical town that ignored the University which was in the biggest part of town.

You have heard of this situation.  It’s us against us or”them”!

And my mom accompanied the voice majors in their singing lessons and their music recitals.

As far as the town was concerned, my dad’s family business was them against us situation.

When the curio shop business was brand new,dad invited all the Canyon City of Commerce members to Open House.

No one showed up to welcome dad’s business.

Dad found a building and re-built it by himself.  It was not the last of his building projects. Dad's first business-a curio shop

This is a picture showing his first statue of a cowboy.  It was his first and it was only 22-feet tall.

Short compared to the big one which was 47-feet tall.

This was a little later at the time of the invitation to open house.

He ignored the town and centered his business on the tourist trade.

Their attitude did not stop him; he created art and was happy and loved each one of his creations very much.

How About Your Marriage?  Were you content?

My marriage and divorce left an empty spot in my heart at the time.   My first husband, James was a classical guitar major at the North

Carolina School of the Arts.  James’ teacher had studied with Andresn Segovia, the most famous classical guitarist in the World.

I married my first husband when I was a senior at the University.  I was an average student, but considering my hearing loss, I think

that was satisfactory.

We moved to Winston Salem, North Carolina.  That state was the most beautiful I have ever lived in and I have lived in several states.

After two years, James bought a home their in Wake Forest.  It was near his school and we had enough room for a couple of students

to rent.  I have fond memories of one student who rented a room one year while he was in school.

When I married James, I forgot all about the one project my dad build, the 47-foot cowboy and the additions: the clever signs, the

motel, the 22-foot cowboy, and he gunfighter museum  I had even forgotten about the big cowboy, the 47-foot cowb

I got pregnant with James in the beginning of out 4th year of marriage.  Sadly, he told me he did not want a baby.  When I was 8

months pregnant, he left for Span on a tour with a group to talk with Segovia.

When he returned to New York, I was with my parents with the brand new baby, James Thomas.  Final divorce

 

I soon found out that my husband James had found another woman who did not want children either.

That was a sad memory because I loved him very much.

The last I heard from him was while I was in Amarillo with my parents.  He told me I was a good wife and his life with me was good

and the divorce his fault for his infidelity.    A sad woman

 

 

 

 

After I left Amarillo with a young baby, I worked as a teacher in Dallas and other cities.

I did not like teaching Speech Therapy, but the kids liked me and I was an average teacher.

Many kids go to college or a university, finish and go to work somewhere where they could practice the subject of their degree.

But many hated their job and went in another job.

All that time and money spent in school and to work at something not even related to their degree.

I did many different things during those years I was teaching.  I met my second husband while I lived in Dallas.

My friend found him at the Air-Port so sad looking.

She asked him if he needed a ride and was told he was going to New Mexico to report to the Air Force Base.

He had about a 10 hour wait.

Karla, my friend took him to her apartment and introduced me to Milton who ended up being my second husband.

Final divorce

After years of a wretched time for both of us, we divorced.

Lonely woman waiting

 

With my first husband, I had a son named James and with my second husband I had a daughter, Natasha.

I dated off and on and looked sometimes for a man who would be a good husband.

I found none that were suitable for my son and daughter.

I have a few memories from those times; some good and some bad.  I was bad at times, but I helped a lot of people and that is a

satisfying memory.

One of the best memories I had was when I taught refugees from Emily Griffith Opportunity School from 1979 to 1986.

I am sorry I quit to go in a business.

I loved the job of teaching English to adult refugees.

Now, that was a happy experience and I remember my teacher friends, especially Susanne, Mike and Kay.

It Is About Old Age, bad health and a New Challenge. 

 

I am old now and am on the last list or the last of my journy.  You know even though my dad was a genius, he could not spell the short easy words.  I wonder if I am a genius since I can not spell some words.

I made a Website.  I should say I built a Website.  My dad built the 47-foot cowboy and he worked full time at the Amarillo Air Force Base as a writer and editor of technical manuals.  It was in his spare time that he built the other projects that I listed already.

Before I built the Website, find me jeans with the title, ‘501 Levi original and tall & original fit jeans for men, I had challenged an oil

company about their calculations on the distribution results. Shell oil company

 

I had to learn the basic math to do that, but I did not have to use Algebra.

 

My pictorial exhibit was built soon after my conflict with the oil  company.  They won by the way.

The pictorial exhibit took 4 months of hard work to finish.   It was heavy.  It was 8-feet wide and 48 inches wide.  It contained

all the works or events in the life of my dad; from 1935 to his death in 1997.   This part of the exhibit shows the right side.The folding right side of the pictorial exhibit

I could give lessons on the subject of Pictorial Exhibit Design.

After I took the Pictorial Exhibit to Amarillo for an appearance, I came home and I thought about internet marketing.

I chose Wealthy Affiliate after I had checked to see if they were a scam.  I could tell they were honest and stable.

In January 2016, I  entered the free classes just to see if I could do it.   I knew I had to learn how to use the computer, but I wanted the time to do something worthwhile before I died.

I did not know much about how to use the computer.  At first I was afraid It would be like algebra.  But after a few weeks I joined the premium and have never regretted my decision.

Can you guess what it is about, my niche and my Website’s title?  Here is a picture that tells all about my site, but now I have to go to finish writing my Product Review and putting more items on my page, Accessories.

Levi jeans niche was and is a passion of mine, but writing has also been a discovery along with the building of the Pictorial Exhibit Design.

In case you want to know, that exhibit weighs so much that my daughter, Nataha and I both have to slide it to reach the other room.  It is made of a heavier plywoood.  The length is 8 feet long and 48 inches tall.  The two sides swing open and shut.

You can learn all about the pictorial exhibit on my Website, 501 Levi original and tall & big original fit jeans for men.

By the way, I love Levi Strauss and Company.  Just reading about Strauss and Davis reminded me of my dad.

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