by MarianBeaman | Aug 29, 2018 | blog, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Quotations, Tips
Two Beaman families enjoyed Mexican fare at Chuy’s, a Fifties-themed restaurant where patrons can observe hand-rolled tortillas being tossed in air and prepared for the table. When our orders were delivered, we stuffed ourselves with tacos, enchiladas, and burritos....
by MarianBeaman | Aug 22, 2018 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, meditation, Uncategorized
The Lost Sock “Look what I found!” my housemate exclaimed in his throaty voice. He held up a single dark sock. Grinning at me, he added, “Here’s something you’ve been looking for since last year!” “Oh, my goodness! Where in the world did...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 15, 2018 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Nostalgia
“In a long, low cutaway view of a farmhouse at harvestime,” women fuel men with food, supplying energy for harvesting grain under the summer sun. The two genders work in tandem to complete the cycle of food production, farm to table. Iowan...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 8, 2018 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite Lore
Do you remember . . . a galvanized tub like this? wading in a farm pond? swimming in a “real” pool?
by MarianBeaman | Aug 1, 2018 | blog, book review, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
Writing a book is a long, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven by some demon one can neither resist nor understand. ~ George Orwell Orwell is right about the...
by MarianBeaman | Jul 25, 2018 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
I don’t remember my first birthday. Can anyone recall that far back in time? But I do remember the highchair because all four of us children used it. And I remember the backyard at my parents’ house, the clothesline, and of course the outhouse, in later years guarded...
