Sandy Pugh

In the little town of Mullinville there were several men who were a "jack of all trades" but the one that most of us...

We didn’t have kindergarten in our little town when I started to school so our first indoctrination into learning was first grade. We were...

Birthdays around the large salon I worked in for 15 years were always an adventure. Victor Lee, or Vic-Ta-Lee as his mother calls him,...

A walk through the old grade school at our all school reunion brought back these memories.   Probably the busiest room in the Mullinville grade school...

Every few years my Dad would take us to Duluth, Minnesota to visit his old Army buddy, Joe. He and his wife had 10...

Friday June 26th was a beautiful day. In the afternoon the thunderheads billowed up in the blue sky. As I watched them I was...

One day at Grandmothers when I was 3 years old, all had been quiet. I had been coloring in my color books, and watching...

What a relief to go into the sophomore year in high school. We were no longer the newbie's and the bottom of the barrel...

If ever the statement: dynamite comes in small packages was ever true, it certainly was in the case of Cookie. Cookie was a black...

 “An Evening In Paris” was the theme of our prom the year I was a junior. It was a closely guarded secret by the...