The Dart’s Glance, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM Fred Briggs waited patiently while I was finishing up on my office calls. He always came at the end of the day, maybe because we were close to his home in Albany, but I liked to think because he knew he would have more time to talk with me. Fred wasContinue reading “The Dart’s Glance, From the Archives”

The Camping Trip that Wasn’t, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I stood up to peddle harder as the last half mile was steeper. I wished I had one of those new bicycles with gears to shift. When the advertisement said you sell to your neighbors, they didn’t remind you that your neighbors were two miles away, uphill. At 12 years ofContinue reading “The Camping Trip that Wasn’t, From the Archives”

The Great Chase

 D. E. Larsen, DVM The fourth of July was always big for my mother’s family. A large potluck picnic was held in the Davenport Grove on Catching Creek. This had been a family tradition started in 1904. The grove was a large group of myrtle and maple trees located on a hairpin curve of CatchingContinue reading The Great Chase