GRANDMA'S BLOG

Nov 6, 2009

CHAPTER THREE

"Jerry! are they Germans or Japs?", Bob choked. "Shhh, I don't know", choked Jerry. "Lllettts turn on the light." "N-n-n-o, Th-then they would s-see us."..."What-what should we do?"..."Shhh..."Jerry,....I'm scared."..."Me tooo!"

The truck stopped at the side of the house. Jerry and Bob listened but could hear nothing but the chatter of their own teeth. No doors opened, no sound for at least a minute except the idling motor. Gears meshed and the truck again crept ahead.

"The're leaving!"..."Shhh, Theire heading for the PW Camp!"..."The potatoe patch!"..."Shhh, yeah, the potatoe patch...OOH! the POTATOE PATCH!"..."The Ta....

Thump!.groan..Thump!...the motor killed.

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(SOON TO BE IN PRINT - CHAPTER FOUR)

Nov 5, 2009

CHAPTER TWO

The two story, flat topped brick house stood as a small fortress at the end of a long graveled lane. The lane followed a row of elms, curved to the right up a small hill xxx to the south side of the house. There the lane ended. To the east spread the potatoe patch for a whole city block where it met a xxxxxxxxxx dead end city street. From there the street ran east past the swimming pool to the American Legion dance hall, and on to the old CCC Camp where a few elite German prisoners of war were housed.

The story unfolds on a dark Thursday night. Jerry and Bob had just settled down after their usual pillow fight and giggle session and were dozing off to sleep. Something was disturbing them as they both tossed and tangled blankets.

Suddenly Bob sat up with a xxxx start. "Jerry! what's that?" Bob yelled in a whisper. "What?"... "That noise!"... "What noise?" ... "Outside!" Both struggled out of the blankets to the window.

There it was, slowly creeping up the lane, a silhouette of a military truck whining in low gear.

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(Coming Soon ---- Chapter 3)

Nov 4, 2009

CHAPTER ONE

One skirmish of WW II was fought almost in the middle of the United States.

To Jerry and Bob, the European and Pacific Theatres were somewhere just over the hills that surround the Little Blue valley. They hadn't traveled much farther than that. They knew that the Bruning Army air base wasn't far away, and were sure that all the planes that passed over were heading directly to the front.

Jerry and Bob made all preparations for the emminent battle. The potato patch was selected for the battleground because of its strategic location, and mostly because the potatoes were dug and the rest of the acreage was still in garden.

Obstacles were erected, observation tower constructed, trenches dug, and the tank trap neatly camoflaged.

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( COMING SOON TO YOUR FAVORITE BLOG - CHAPTER 2)

Nov 3, 2009

ARTICLE

As I was reading the Sunday morning paper I read an article about a young couple who had been pen pals since elementary school. She a Nebraska farm girl - he a city boy from Maine. They had been writing for 33years, exchanged gifts, were grown, and had families that were almost grown. They finally got to meet.

Pen Pals are almost unheard of now. No time for REAL letters and certainly no time for the US MAIL. Another dying art.

It made me think of a newspaper I came across while working on my "project". A 1935 newspaper to be exact. In it I found a story. I mean chapters of a book. Back then libraries in most parts of Nebraska didn't exist yet. Books were few and far between. Newspapers would publish one or more chapters each week from a book until the book was finished. People looked forward to the stories as much as they did the news. Today's generation probably can't comprehend not having libraries. Most grew up with them right in their own schools.

Anyway, it gave me an idea for a new post and I will be starting it in the next few days. I am going to publish a story and it will be in chapter form. There will be seven chapters. No, I will not do it once a week as even I don't have patience for that. Daily. I haven't decided yet if I will do it in picture format or type it out. It will come as originally written, uncut and never edited. This is why I prefer you read it from a picture as it would be hard to copy and keep it looking the way it was written. I will make my final decision soon.

There are some out there who know this story. Some who knew the author. Some who actually know the main "characters". I can only ask that your comments don't give anything away. I would like those who have never read it to enjoy the suspense and eventual outcome of the story.

Decision made. Story will come in picture AND typed form.

This story never had a title so my beginning will simply be - CHAPTER ONE.

Hope you will enjoy it.