Growing Up Leota: Goodbye John My FriendGrowing Up Leota: Goodbye John My FriendGrowing up in or near a small town, your friends come in all ages, old and young. Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
Growing Up LeotaGrowing Up LeotaIt didn't come to our two-room school near enough, but when it did magic happened. The Bookmobile.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
Were Winters Really Worse In The “Old Days?” Here’s The (Ahem) FactsWere Winters Really Worse In The “Old Days?” Here’s The (Ahem) FactsIt was 80 acres of rented farmland. It was home.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
9/11 Spurred Me To Do A Little Digging9/11 Spurred Me To Do A Little DiggingThere comes a time when you want to know more about who you are.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
Is There An Alfred In Your Life? If So, You Are BlessedIs There An Alfred In Your Life? If So, You Are BlessedEveryone needs an Alfred in their life. Let me tell you about my Alfred.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
Growing Up LeotaGrowing Up LeotaOK, the question is, who had a door in the floor?Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
His Name Was JacobHis Name Was JacobI miss a man I never met, never knew. But it's true, I miss him. Strange, isn't it?Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
Growing Up Leota: How To Get To Know Your DadGrowing Up Leota: How To Get To Know Your DadIt was the day after Thanksgiving. I interviewed my Dad.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel
A Saturday Morning Pitching TraditionA Saturday Morning Pitching TraditionWhen I was a kid I used to pitch every Saturday morning. It had nothing to do with Little League or baseball. This was a whole different kind of pitching.Randy McDanielRandy McDaniel