Category Archives: I Remember When… (my OWN stories)

Memories and vignettes, true stories old or recent.

Change of Season

Posted on March 24, 2015 by Jan C. Johnson

Spring is coming to North Texas. ‘Bout time, many of us would say. We thought we’d never get rid of the snow, ice, cold wind, and sleet. A few weeks ago, between snowfalls, the ice cleared off just enough for … Continue reading →

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Condiment Conflict

Posted on March 17, 2015 by Jan C. Johnson

My husband, Brent, and I are usually pretty compatible. We both like reading, bicycling and ice cream. We enjoy the same music. I like to cook, he likes to eat. (Okay, so do I.) Sometimes we even agree on the … Continue reading →

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Snowbirds

Posted on March 10, 2015 by Jan C. Johnson

Dang. Overnight lows in the low 20s last week, again. And after raining all day, turning to sleet turning to snow? Cancel my reservation for that class at the gym. Unfortunately, sitting around on my chilly rear with mug after … Continue reading →

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Romancing the Paluxy Pedal

Posted on February 24, 2015 by Jan C. Johnson

Ever since my first road-bike ride with Brent back in the ’70s, I’ve been hooked on cycling. I admit, it’s been an “on-again, off-again” relationship. Umm… with the bike, not with Brent. Many times the weather wasn’t friendly enough. Or … Continue reading →

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I Blame it On The 70s

Posted on November 11, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

I started high school in the early 70s, after some of the fake-ish fads like beehive hairdos, “go-go boots,” and frosted pink lipstick had mercifully fizzled out. Then the pendulum swung the other way. Now, for a fairly broad swath … Continue reading →

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What I Didn’t Know About Portland, Oregon

Posted on October 16, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

A few weeks ago Brent and I flew to Portland to visit two of our favorite people: our son Greg and his wife, Katie. The whole time we were there, I had this odd feeling that we had traveled to … Continue reading →

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