tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post4768812085979603855..comments2023-07-25T09:50:31.131-05:00Comments on Panhandle Poetry and Other Thoughts: It's That Time of YearChris McClure aka Panhandle Poethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18276465051258888541noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-44036936617192916542007-12-17T13:12:00.000-06:002007-12-17T13:12:00.000-06:00I can't seem to cover all the bases at any time, b...I can't seem to cover all the bases at any time, but this time of year is even worse.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-16258224184569206742007-12-13T19:20:00.000-06:002007-12-13T19:20:00.000-06:00That was lovely...That was lovely...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-77354735457972380642007-12-13T17:49:00.000-06:002007-12-13T17:49:00.000-06:00Oh yes thank you for stating so poignantly the rea...Oh yes thank you for stating so poignantly the real crux of the season- loved iti beatihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09898046178398533410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-87973298627089777512007-12-13T15:08:00.000-06:002007-12-13T15:08:00.000-06:00We were driving to Lubbock the other night, talkin...We were driving to Lubbock the other night, talking about Emma's picture with Aaron's great Mema, and I realized she'll never have a picture like that with Grandma or Grandpa. It made me really sad. That's one part of this time of year I really don't like...not getting Christmas Eve at their house.CimAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17250603745085480558noreply@blogger.com