Ken Satterlee
Born – 3/24/1938
Died – 4/7/2014

Bev Satterlee
Born – 2/12/1940
Died – 9/7/2014

Journal Entries

  • A Satterlee Christmas

    I wrote this for my parents for Christmas 2012 and read it to them Christmas morning. It is obvious that kids love Christmas. Just look at the many things for a kid to love about Christmas. First on the list…

  • The search for my pen…

    I haven’t had the will to write in quite a while now.  I have been lost and unable to find my pen. While I still have not found that metaphorical pen, I happen to have stumbled on a piece of…

  • Next stop.. Head chef at a Michelin restaurant

    We made it through our first Thanksgiving without mom.  I think she would have been pretty proud of the dinner I cooked today.  It sure was good and only slightly burnt.  I went a little over my target time to…

  • A Different Thanksgiving

    My mother did not like to cook.  She did so because her family like to eat and because that was one of her jobs.  Sure there were times when we gave her a break from that task and did the…

  • Unlucky Lucky Number

    I know that I am not alone when choosing seven as my lucky number, but that number does not feel very lucky to me anymore.  As a matter of fact, I would not mind at all if the seventh day…

  • What a ride!

    Hey mom and dad, You won’t believe what I was doing the past week.  You know how much I hate going on long car rides?  Well I just took a four state journey. Not even sure how many miles I…

  • Going on a much needed trip

    I am going on a little trip and will be back next week.  I am going to see various family members in a couple of the western states.  Heading over to Arizona to see my cousin Larry and then driving…

  • Something mom would have loved to listen to..

    Go figure.. who would have guessed a guy pounding on the ivory keys could make me so happy and so sad at the same time.  You may remember from a previous post that I mentioned this song was my parent’s…

  • Seriously need an off switch for my brain

    WARNING: If you do not want to hear details about my mother’s passing, then skip this post. Hit a rough patch in the road that is life without parents, tonight.  Sometimes the cogwheels in my cranium are stuck in turbo…