Regular followers and visitors to this site will know I'm using BLOGGERS WERE CHILDREN TOO! for my theme this year. I hope you're enjoying reading about bloggers, some you know and some you may not yet know, as they respond to some prompts I sent out. I've been so grateful for their responses as it helped me to get to know them better, admire their stunning cuteness as babes, and delighted me with random facts.
Thank you Adult Bloggers for your heartfelt responses. Thank you readers for visiting my posts. I hope you'll leave a comment and if you'd like to follow the link to my respondents' blogs they'd be delighted to meet you.
Rock on A- Z Challenge.
Yesterday was Joy Campbell.
I WAS BORN IN: New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. Years later, while chatting with my hub-to-be's best man, I learned John had been born in the same hospital (Southern Baptist) in New Orleans on the same day (July 9th), but fifteen minutes before me.
I GREW UP IN: While my father was in law school at LSU, we lived in Quonset huts, housing for married students on the LSU campus. The huts were across from the historic Indian mounds. In the evenings, my sister and I would hold hands and walk with our parents in the designated areas around the mounds. Before my father graduated, we moved to my grandparents farm, where most of my blog stories occurred. I attended a rural, three-room school, with two grades in a room, which is how I skipped second grade (and graduated from high school at sixteen). After third grade, we moved to a nearby town where I remained until I entered Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge.
MY FAVOURITE HOME WAS IN: I can't pick a favorite home. Each was special for different reasons. But spending my formative years on a farm nurtured my independent spirit -- and love of nature. It's sheer bliss to wiggle my toes in fresh-turned dirt. I'm a big conservationist and tear-up when I see Nature disrespected. Having said that, there were 25 of us in my graduating class in that small town. To this day, we are very tight. We'll get together when hub and I go to Louisiana the end of April. We sit around and talk and laugh non-stop into the evening. It's nice, very nice.
MY BEST CHILDHOOD MEMORY IS: There are so many warm memories, like when my siblings were born and my mother sat close to me so I could hold my baby brother, it's difficult to pick one here. But reaching outside of family, my best memory was when I stepped into the big bad world on my own and entered first grade. I returned to class after recess and found a valentine on my desk, with a heart drawn around my printed name. I remember blinking and smiling and feeling special.
MY WORST CHILDHOOD MEMORY IS: The day daddy had to shoot Sugar Bowl, my dog. Sugar Bowl had somehow killed a small animal and tasted blood. When he started growling at me for no reason, daddy lured him into a back pasture on the farm. I don't think about this very often, but when I do, I hear the gunshot.
TODAY I LIVE IN: Northern Virginia, not far from Washington, D.C.
PROUDEST WRITER MOMENT: When I hit 'send' and my first e-pub, "Remy Broussard's Christmas', flew from my hands.
RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME: I like to paint, as in, painting a room. It's magical how paint transforms a room or a wall. I have my paint cans on a shelf in the garage. Everyone knows they will die a horrible death if those cans are touched!
- I blog stories gained through life's experiences, some good, some not so good, but thankful for both and my life's rich tapestry. I blog for the sheer joy of writing, the pleasure at hearing the keyboard's tap, tap, tap as it slices through the years, but well aware that the past is prologue. I primarly blog about growing up on a farm in South Louisiana, stories anchored in a family that first came to Louisiana in 1679. All of my stories are free-standing. You can jump in any time! Have a great day
- Visit Kittie @ http://kittiehoward.blogspot.com.au/.
I hope you enjoyed reading about Kittie. Tune in tomorrow when it is L'Aussie's turn. From Louisiana/Virginia to the Queensland bush. Quite a trip!