Preface I have posted this story before on this blog, but it is the most fitting story I have for a Memorial Day post. It speaks to the tremendous sacrifice suffered from a small group of farm families living along the banks of Catching Creek, a small tributary to the Coquille River. I grewContinue reading “Hallowed Ground, Prefaced, From the Archives”
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The Needle in the Brier Patch, From the Archives
D. E. Larsen, DVM It was hard to see in the night with this heavy rain. I was glad that I had put my rain pants and boots on when I left the house. I pulled on my raincoat as I stepped out of the truck. I was wet before I got the jacket on,Continue reading “The Needle in the Brier Patch, From the Archives”
Notes on My Mother, from the Archives
D. E. Larsen, DVM My mother was born on August 14, 1913, as Dolores Lorrene Davenport. She was born on the family farm on Catching Creek, out of Myrtle Point, Oregon. The fifth child in a family of ten, she learned how to work at an early age. But by today’s standards, her childhood wasContinue reading “Notes on My Mother, from the Archives”
Memoirs of a Country Vet 