The blizzard has begun here at Red Oak House. On days like today, if indeed we were going to drive (much less leave the farmhouse), my Slope County Grandpa Andy (and my Mother, his daughter) would say, “Keep it between the ditches!” My Mother said this until her last days to her children when she was worried about us traveling. She said it with a smile on her face and with a tone that let us know that she also worried about and loved her children until her last breath.
2 thoughts on “LILLIAN CROOK: WildDakotaWoman — ‘Keep It Between The Ditches’”
Rick Watson April 12, 2022 at 9:57 am
like little poems, little Saxon poems–meter–narrative–image and memory with a kind of mythic underlay–keep it between the ditches indeed–
ReplyLillian R. Crook April 19, 2022 at 8:12 am
It pleases me beyond measure that you see that in my writing.
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