Monthly Archives: April 2025

“Before and After” for NaGloWriMo

Before and After

We follow different orbits. We dislike each other’s friends.
When we are together, the confusion never ends.
Though I respect your choices, I fear they’re never mine.
I’ve strolled a crooked pathway. You’re rarely out of line.

You have a place within my heart but we rarely phone.
We each chose a direction and wandered off alone
collecting lives around us where the other does not fit.
We’ve analyzed our friendship and found the end of it.

Have we made the right decision, or should friendship never end?
Is it wrong to leave old friends behind as we round the bend?
It’s hard to keep momentum when pulling a long train,
and holding onto everyone we’ve once loved is inane.

When you’ve somehow lost the trust that you thought would last forever,
and when you’re simply bored by one you once found fun and clever,
sometimes we have to face the fact we’ve loved someone in vain
and all the joys we shared are ones we will not share again.

 

For NaGloWriMo #17 we were to write an Ekphrastic poem on Friendship based on paintings by Remedios Varo or Leonora Carrington.

Genealogy, Murdo News, 1922 for Writer’s Workshop


Murdo News, 1922

I grew up in a tiny prairie town in South Dakota, population 700 when I left it, 500 now. (Photo above, 1950’s by my guess.) I’ve talked of this place many times on my blog, published two books on growing up there, but just today, someone on the town’s website published these newspaper stories from 1922 which I found fascinating, as many of the people mentioned were known to me.  Judge Parish lived across the street from me, Louis Simpson was my dad’s cousin  and many of the other family names are well known. This may not be interesting to anyone other than my sister Patti and friend Jim, who read my blog and who grew up in Murdo as well, but for what it is worth, here are some of the stories:

JONES COUNTY, SOUTH DAKOTA

News Items

Murdo, April 18. – Statistics are said to show that after every great war nature replenishes herself through twin babies. Mrs. Burke of this place has the distinction of being the mother of three sets of twins and one set of triplets.

Mrs. M. P. Kerlin, also of Murdo is the mother of twin boys, who are now a few years of age. During 1921 Mrs. A. O. Kimble and Mrs. Roy Guthrie each became the mother of twin girls. Mrs. Sam Hubbard gave birth to twin sons, both of whom died.

Recently twin boys were born to Mr. and Mrs. Rex Williams.

Thus, out of nine births in Murdo, nineteen children were born, seventeen of whom are living. It is believed that no other town of Murdo’s size in the state or northwest has a birth record equal to this.


John Connery
Two Boy Swimmers Drown
Lads Meet Death While Bathing at Murdo, S.D.
Deadwood, S.D., June 17 — A telephone message from Murdo, a small town east of Rapid City, tells of the accidental drowning there of John Connery and a companion named Pomberr. Both boys, who were sixteen years old, were in swimming at the railroad dam at that point and are supposed to have been seized with cramps. Neither body has been recovered.
[17 June 1910; Aberdeen Daily News] *Note from Judy: In my part of South Dakota, little manmade lakes were called dams, probably due to the fact that they were created by digging out the earth and rolling it up to the side to create a depression large enough to collect rainwater and snow runoff. In this dry cattle  country, it was necessary. My dad got his start building such dams. Below is a photo of a dam in process. That’s my dad, Ben Dykstra, sitting on the back of the grader adding his weight to smoothing out the dam grade.

M. L. Parish [crime]
Four Fleeing Men Battle Posse and Flee in Prosecutor’s Auto
Sioux Falls, S. Dak. Aug 25 — Four convicts, who escaped from the penitentiary on August 17, fought a posse near Stamford early today. After mortally wounding State’s Attorney M. L. Parish and wounding Sheriff J.C. Babcock, they escaped in the State’s Attorney’s automobile.
The men were pursued from Murdo, S.D., by a hastily formed posse when it was learned they had recrossed the Missouri River into this State and were heading toward the Bad Lands. Airplanes have been sent to aid in locating them. [26 Aug 1922; Philadelphia Inquirer]

Louis Simpson [injury]
RATTLESNAKE PROTESTED
Struck Boy Who Tries to Pull It From Its Hole Near Murdo

Murdo, May 19. – Catching a rattlesnake by the tail to prevent it escaping him nearly caused the death of Louis Simpson, the young son of Mrs. Charles Luken, living near here. The reptile struck the boy on the left hand with its fangs, and but for prompt work he would have died

When the boy discovered the snake the reptile beat a retreat for its nearby hole, and was partially down this, when the boy grasped it by the tail and attempted to pull it back to the surface of the ground. The rattlesnake doubled back and buried its fangs in the boy’s hand, this being one of the tricks of the average rattler when grasped while partially in its hole.

For Writer’s Workshop  the prompt is genealogy.

“Master of None” for the Three Things Challenge, Apr 16, 2025

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for the Three Things Challenge, the prompt is “Master”

Purple Passion for Sunday Stills, Apr 16, 2025

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I couldn’t resist including this Purple Prose;

Purple Prose

  Grandma grinds plums in her conical grinder, shredding the flesh from the pits. Under the table, my little brother sits, purple around his mouth from taste-testing the plums he no doubt earlier helped her pick. A stream of sugar on the table is a roadway for tiny black ants.

My father pushes a cooling cup of Postum closer to my grandmother as he resumes the story I’ve interrupted. It is another “Deafy Sterner” story, and he emulates the high explosive accent of this man from his past that I’ve never met, yet know so well.

I dash to my room, having just minutes to prepare for the dance before my car full of friends arrives, honking the horn. My Grandmother begins another story about the old country as I tear off my school jeans. I dress in their stories—patterned and purple as night.

For Sunday Stills, the challenge is any color of purple.

The Numbers Game #68, Apr 14, 2025. Come Play Along!!

Welcome to “The Numbers Game #68”  Today’s number is 189. To play along, go to your photos file and type that number into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and  post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title.This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. Here are my contributions to the album.

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“To Do List” for the Sunday Whirl 702

To Do List

Shoot moonbeams at your heroes,
shoot bullets at your foes.
Sing songs of blended melodies
to exorcise your woes.

Don your hood and start a brawl.
Flick hound hairs from your sleeves.
Wear your racing stripes to prove
what nobody believes.

This present trip around the track
is not your first or last.
It’s only things we have not done
that make us feel aghast.

For the Sunday Whirl Wordle702 the prompt words are: races wear hound brawl song hood blend heroes flick shoot trip beams

“The Stories Held by Things” Reblog by Silver Birch Press

Wanted to give a link for Silver Birch Press  who reblogged one of my poems for their online journal.  Thanks to them for including my work along with other poems on the subject of “favorite things.” Here is the link:  https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2025/04/13/the-stories-held-by-things-by-judy-dykstra-brown-my-favorite-things-series/

 

 

And here are two more links for “Favorite Things” posts: https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2025/04/12/the-edelweiss-by-marieta-maglas-my-favorite-things-series/

April Showers Bring May Flowers by Karen Chappell April showers bring May flowers, 

Tender Moment–Please Share Yours!

I just found this video of Zoe and Ollie, taken right after I brought her home from the beach. It was quite a surprise to me when this big male cat immediately became a surrogate mother! It’s a tender moment. Do you have one to share, as well? If so, please put a link to it in comments below.

(okcForgottenMan here. Turns out different browsers treat the link differently. This seems to work now.)

“The Introduction” for Cellpic Sunday

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When Juan Pablo brought my car back to me after taking it for servicing, he brought a surprise––not only Santiago, but an adorable new puppy!  The next day, when they came to see me, bringing the puppy, I reached out for it and Santiago yielded me his prize, but then made his usual beeline to the doggie lineup on the other side of the dining room screens. Once I put the puppy down, It took a little while for curiosity to win out and for him to actually approach the screen.  Next time, perhaps we’ll take him outside.

For Johnbo’s Cellpic Sunday.

“Abandoned,” For Lens Artists Challenge #344, Apr 12, 2025

https://annegeephoto.com/2025/04/12/lens-artists-challenge344-abandoned/

For Lens Artists Challenge #344