Just Another Day
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The Forward from Just Another Day

Being a twin in a big Irish family with seven sisters we didn't get much individual attention. In parochial school my eighth grade teacher told me I was a good writer. I loved knowing that I was good at something and that somebody acknowledged that I had a gift.

I wrote journals from the age of twenty and realized that I could then see what I was thinking. When I married a dairy farmer and moved in with him and his Pop, writing became my therapy for dealing with two hard-working Polish men with strong roots to the soil.

Four chuildren later, I bravely marched downtown to The Citizen Newspaper Office and asked to write a weekly column. After the editor read a few of my stories, he looked me in the eye and said, "You have a strong voice. You know how to tell a lean story." And he hired me to to write a weekly column for the farm section. Suddenly I was writing a farm blog before blogs were even invented. These 48 stories appeared from April 1988 to April 1989. "Don't Worry, Be Happy," was the most popular song and gas was a whopping ninety-one cents a gallon. 

Being a stay-at-home-mom for ten years were the best days of my life even though I didn't realize it at the time. I'm grateful to have captured these snippets.

Bobbie has a unique swagger complemented by grace that I thouroughly enjoy and that audiences respond to. Without a doubt, she is her own person, and has the ability to command attention without being outrageous or attention getting. Her written work reflects creative honesty.
— William E. Berry, Jr., Publisher & CEO, aaduna, inc.