Life On The Farm

Written By: Gary Wonning

An excerpt from my book, Those Were the Days My Friend.

It was a good life, growing up on a farm, I often felt sorry for my cousins who lived in Indianapolis. Financially they were better off than we were, but I had animals to be around, could go fishing anytime I wanted, a creek to play in and mom and dad pretty much let me roam anywhere I wanted on the farm.

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

The Hoosier Legend, ” Hoosiers”

Written By: Gary Wonning

Celebrations went on into the night when a team wins a big game there is an escort with fire trucks and the Sheriff leading the way, pep rallies were at the gym, congressmen, mayors, and politicians of all sorts show up, it normally lasts into the wee hours of the morning.

Because of the distance, Milan was from Hinkle Fieldhouse and the importance of the victory, officials decided to hold the celebration the next day. An estimated fifty thousand people visited this small town of fifteen hundred, just to see where it was. The crowds backed up traffic for miles.

Soon billboard-sized photos of the team began appearing in all the restaurants and public places in Milan, and of course, every male child over the age of 3 wanted to be Bobby Plump.

It had truly been a night to remember.

Fifty-five years later my high school would win the boy’s championship and seven years later the girls would win. In that part of the world, high school basketball still reigns as the king.

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Religion and Basketball

Written By: Gary Wonning

In Indiana, we had two religions, church and basketball. We practiced both daily, went to church on Sunday and the basketball game on Friday night, without fail. High school basketball was so popular and important the school’s gymnasium would often hold more people than lived in the tiny towns.

The stores would close if there was a game in town, they may as well. There wasn’t anyone including the business owners, who were going to miss the big game.

There wasn’t enough money to make them keep open their store on Friday night.

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

How To Put An End To Bullying

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

Written by: Gary Wonning

Bullying wasn’t an issue, at an early age we youngsters were taught to defend ourselves, using whatever means necessary. I came home from school one evening early in my first year of school and told dad some kid was picking on me. I knew what his answer was going to be, but I thought I would give it a shot anyway.

He looked me square in the eye and said, “Son, I can’t be there to protect you every minute of the day, you’re going to have to handle it yourself.”

Wonderful, being one who didn’t like to fight, I tried to handle the situation diplomatically, to no avail. After a couple of days, I grew tired of the nonsense and leaving the class room one afternoon, I planted my knuckles squarely on the guy’s nose, deciding that either he was going to clean the street with me, or I would take him out, either way was better than not knowing and putting up with this crap.

Blood was running everywhere; I thought I killed the poor guy. He took off running and crying, I never had a problem with him after that. Bullies only pick on whom they deem to be defenseless and they are most often cowards. Stand up to them, do what you have to do, and you will have peace in your life, lesson learned.

Common Sense for the modern era

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Raising Turkeys

Written By: Gary Wonning

After we started raising turkeys, the manure which is rich in nitrogen and smells of ammonia, greatly enhanced the soil. As a result, the corn yield increased to around a hundred bushels per acre. That was quite an improvement from the early years.

The young chick turkeys were housed inside until they were about four months old. The houses they were living in were equipped with wire flooring so the droppings could fall below where they were walking. This made for a very slippery surface and resulted in some interesting situations when it was time to catch them and put them out on range.

The turkeys were caught individually, so there was much slipping and sliding while performing this function. When I got a little older, I was allowed to help, which I thought was big stuff, until one night as I lunged for a turkey, I slipped and only grabbed one of the turkey’s legs. The other leg swung around and the turkey claws made a large gash across my right cheek.

It healed after a time, but for years, every time I exercised a lot and my face became red, the scar would be visible.

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

The Power Of Positive Thinking

Written By: Gary Wonning

The  Power Of Positive Thinking, Before the Power Of Positive Thinking Was Popular.

I have always been a high school basketball fan, growing up in Indiana, it was only natural.

To add to the allure, The movie “Hoosiers”, was filmed about my neighboring school championship season, the Milan Indians.

I was nine years old when the game was played and it left a permanent impression in our minds, after that game everyone wanted to be Bobby Plump, who was portrayed as Jimmy Chitwood in the movie. 

I knew of or personally knew many of the players and through the years continuously learned more about the team and what inspired them.

I recently discovered something I hadn’t known.

Glenn Butte, the starting center was a high school principal in my hometown and I knew him quite well.

However, we constantly learn something new every day.

I recently read where he was giving a talk to some elementary school kids and he made the statement that the team actually believed they could win every game they played in, even the ones they lost.

They only lost a couple all season.

This game took place in 1954, well ahead of the time when positive thinking was popular.

These were farm kids and probably heard at different times that they could do anything they wanted, but at that time this wasn’t a popular notion.

Because of what this team accomplished, it inspired many to further their education in this tiny farm community, something that hadn’t been done before this.

We all hear that quote from time to time, but for it to really sink in, it has to come from deep down within our own soul, it’s something that can’t be taught. 

It just proves that we can accomplish anything if we put our heart into it and really believe it.

It shows how a small group of people in a small town can influence others and change the world.

We don’t all have to stand on a pulpit and talk to thousands at one time.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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Wrapping Christmas Presents: those Were The Days

Written by: Gary Wonning

The following is an excerpt from my book, Those were the Days

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

Grandpa would wrap gifts such as a packet of chewing gum, using newspaper, tape, wire, glue, etc, until that packet of chewing gum was as big as or bigger than a basketball. It was pretty cool as a kid, there were a lot of gifts to unwrap, it took most of the afternoon, and when we were done, we didn’t really have much as far as cost was concerned, but we had a lot of stuff. We never realized the gifts weren’t expensive, just that there were a lot of them.

It seems he got better and better every year and the wrapping became more and more involved. Finally my brother and he got into a contest to see who could wrap the hardest gift to unwrap. I think my brother Paul finally got the last laugh, he nailed together a box with inch boards, wired it shut and taped it.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome