Childhood Memories

​Some childhood memories may be better left unsaid…

Or speak out, and rid yourself of all the fear and dread…*

Little Orphant Annie’s come to our house to stay, 

An’ wash the cups an’ saucers up, an’ brush the crumbs away, 

An’ shoo the chickens off the porch, an’ dust the hearth, an’ sweep, 

An’ make the fire, an’ bake the bread, an’ earn her board-an’-keep;

An’ all us other childern, when the supper things is done, 

We set around the kitchen fire an’ has the mostest fun 

A-list’nin’ to the witch-tales ‘at Annie tells about, 

An’ the Gobble-uns ‘at gits you 

Ef you Don’t Watch Out!

(lines from “Little Orphant Annie” 1885 by James Whitcomb Riley)

Some are luckier than others

Given their fathers and mothers,

But never doubt the love they had 

Through all your times of good and bad.

Write your story!*

**May Lyn 2016


Goodbye Mr. Chips

I watched “Goodbye Mr. Chips” 1939 again. In February, prior to the Academy Awards, TCM shows the ‘best’ of the movies. So many of them are my favorites. I don’t appreciate leaving them behind. I wish I could get my family to enjoy them over and over like I do…
          Traditions of another time,
          Golden language sublime,
          Mannerisms to mime,
          Scenes of an earlier clime.
PMCBurkey 2016


We moved many times but my favorite memories are of Westville. We lived above Local Union #322 on Broadway across from Dr. Camp’s and the post office. I remember…dressing up for the Halloween parade every year, won a couple times; walking to school across the tracks, in town, and Parkview; happy times at the pond; visiting the library over the police station helped me cope; lunch at FranDan’s; spending my church offering at Shorty’s (don’t tell Fr. Conklin!); attended St Luke’s and was married there; many movies at The Embassy (experienced puppy love and gift of Red Lilac Cologne from boy who was driven into town in the back of pickup, so sorry can’t remember his name); next door was Murphy’s Garage, Jimmy was a friend; when the creek overflowed we swam in the middle of Broadway, yikes! Each Summer evening the mosquito truck would emit the toxins to prevent the growth of the Skeeter’s…we tried to close all windows before it came by, yikes! Bought penny candy from the blind man across the street from school, and yes, he knew how to make correct change…amazing! Thank God for a lingering memory !!



Turning a corner on the highway of my life…
Why is it that certain people only fit into a particular era of my life? When they leave they take with them that certain slot of time allotted to them. Having no regrets, I avoid the cul de sac ahead and take no u-turns. It’s then that I turn a corner on the highway of my life. I’m grateful for the memories and look forward to new experiences along the way. ~PMCBurkey 2015