Many Fish to Catch

D. E. Larsen, DVM Stan pulled into our driveway on his way home from work. I was in the garage and greeted him as he stepped out of his pickup. “Hi, Stan, what’s up this afternoon,” I said as I shook his hand. “Dave, you know I have a little fish pond up at myContinue reading “Many Fish to Catch”

The Hands Tell the Story

D. E. Larsen, DVM The photo above is of my mother’s family, and this picture is an icon of the Davenport family.  It was taken on September 19, 1934, the day before my mother’s marriage. Mom is seated next to my grandfather.  I have looked at this picture multiple times in almost every year ofContinue reading “The Hands Tell the Story”

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