Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: November 2018

November 30, 2018: Third grade, still happy, it hasn't yet all gone to shit.
November 29, 2018: How I remember them.
November 28, 2018: Big smile!
November 27, 2018: Dec '42.
November 26, 2018: Wiry, scrappy, skinny little red-headed badass.
November 25, 2018: Serious and sophisticated behind the wheel.
November 24, 2018: Mom and pop in their rocking chair years...
November 23, 2018: The clouds moved me.
November 22, 2018: She let me have the window seat.
November 21, 2018: I believe her about the beatings.
November 20, 2018: She told me that her father beat her.
November 19, 2018: It's sad, but I don't remember that kitty's name.
November 18, 2018: A day with the Navy, courtesy of the Big Brothers of America.
November 17, 2018: I told her, "I'm a Republican 'cos no-one else is."
November 16, 2018: Three dudes.
November 15, 2018: Four chicks.
November 14, 2018: October 20, 1968.
November 13, 2018: Camp Roberts. The Presidio.
November 12, 2018: The dates are clear.
November 11, 2018: The women are on horseback along with the men.
November 10, 2018: Family reunion that day.
November 9, 2018: Two brothers "riding herd".
November 8, 2018: They would take visitors across the Canadian border.
November 7, 2018: They were married on December 31st, 1941.
November 6, 2018: Three dudes in a field.
November 5, 2018: So, what does this kid love the best?
November 4, 2018: Naturally there's a gun.
November 3, 2018: Yes, we've met them.
November 2, 2018: Country humor.
November 1, 2018: His war pictures are tiny.