Ramblings of an Old Poot

I have always enjoyed a good story and loved to listen to my parents and grandparents tell the tales from their youth. The stories were always voiced but not written and with age, the memories of the tales fade and become obscure. This collection of short stories are mostly true events during my life to date. Perhaps my children, grandchildren, and future generations will read these tales and smile. Perhaps others will read them and smile as well. Life is hard and, it seems, smiles are further apart. I pray these stories put a grin on your face.
Someone said, “Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.” This should apply to us all.