by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
We had recently purchased new furniture for the living room on McKay Street. The couch and chair were an ivy green raised pattern with wide arms and comfortable cushions. My father always sat opposite the couch in his chair but for some reason on this...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
In early 1962 Nana K. moved to Clark’s Lane. She and Molter J. Kernen had often talked about the 843 house having seen it so many times in passing. They had planned someday to retire and live in that house. Now she moved there because the house was...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
Some stories are meant to be remembered. It was an animated Christmas with windup toys that sang, buzzed, and rolled. Tristan was two years old, and D.J. read him the story of “The Velveteen Rabbit”.After it was finished, Tristan looked up at...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | PAINTING YEARS
Creating paintings has made a way for me to obtain items and services sometimes by selling work and sometimes by trading it. Years ago there was a small shop in Dahlam Center where some of my small paintings were on sale. Duion had wanted a train set...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | LOUISVILLE
“They also serve who only stand and wait.”In my case during the Vietnam War, the words translated to “sit and write”. Most nights, after a day of corralling the four Furgason children, I sat at the kitchen table in Okolona and wrote letters about the...
