The Ghost room in my ancestral home.......................

Very interesting write. I loved it. I will think upon the portrait, and "an-ces-try"...I'm very intrigued. I'm getting an ill feeling as well.

You know, Cav. There are nights like these that we sit and think back. Actually, that poem was a companion piece to your "Like Clockwork".
My father found an old dog half frozen in the snow, and named him snowball. He often gave mundane names to his dogs , and he did it on purpose.

When he died, and we followed the troop to the cemetery, that damn dog howled and the heavens stormed. The next day, my sister found snowball dead in the drifts. True story, my friend.

Since my dad died near Thanksgiving, I sensed a quiet presence, and that also is true.

I deliberately used the hyphenation in celebration of his deliberateness.

Ahh...it all fits now. Very good writing, as always.

Thanks, TO. I know that you have memories. I was never able to read your threads on your family. Too real and too beautiful.

My grandfather's memoirs are worth a read.

I enjoyed it Letty…I also got the chills reading the story about your father and snowball.

When I am in a less mellow mood, cav. I will definitely read your grandfather's memoirs.

colorbook, I do believe that dogs have second sight. Now don't laugh, those four legged creatures can sense what humans cannot. I have seen it happen on more than one occasion, or perhaps I'm making the happening fit the situation.

Please, my friend, write some anecdotes of your own. It's like breathing living history.

I firmly believe dogs have second sight. Mine does, absolutely.

Nice and vivid, Letty! I love the hyphen effect!

Thanks, Kelly. I did that to make it fit the meter, but mostly because it reminded me of my father who bent the rules when necessary.

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