Raised in Wyoming in a log cabin until I was 14. I was essentially home schooled through 8th grade as we lived literally at the end of the road and were often snowed or mudded in. I knew how to use a CB radio before I could a telephone. Learned to ride a pony bare back like an indian before I could ride a bicycle. 9th grade was spent at the University Of Wyoming Prep School, after which I completed my High School education at Kelly Walsh High School. Entered the US Navy at 18, 1 semester after high school graduation from Kelly Walsh High School in Casper Wyo. Highlights of my 20 year Navy career Met and married my wife, Debbie ne. Lytle Plank Owner (on first crew) for a cruiser, USS Thomas S. Gates CG51 Visited a number of Caribbean ports Made the first port visit by a US warship since 1948 to Sevastopol USSR Plank Owner (on first crew) for a destroyer USS Mitscher DDG-57 I finished my career with the rank of Electronics Technician Chief Petty Officer (ETC(SW)) or E-7. I then joined Family Dollar Stores as an IT Engineer for 15 years. I am currently between jobs. My writings are varied, mostly reminiscences, funny or unusual stories, or pieces written to work out issues. I write prose, poetry, and songs in that order. I have done some tech writing as well. You will find that I am pretty wordy unless I really work to boil it down. If I read your work I will comment, and if I receive a comment that I get notified on, I will always reply. At least until I get enough published that I can't keep up. I'm not a friend collector so if you make the list you are a bit special to me. Thanks for plowing through all this. Please enjoy the SS site.
I finally decided to self-publish. Growing Up Ranch is available on Amazon as an ebook for Kindle or other platforms. here is a link to it directly. https://www.amazon.com/Growing-Up-Ranch-Vernon-Fawcett-ebook/dp/B0755BT9Q5/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1503939540&sr=1-1&keywords=growing+up+ranch.
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Seriously guys, I am stuck in writers block and I need something inspiring to help me write again. I haven't written anything since October! Please, can you help me out? It seems too simple but it all starts with one word. Then another then another. Doesn't have to even make sense at first. The easiest start is just to write down a pity party about writer's block. Maybe just a list. Just remember there are lots of us who have had the same trouble and we are pulling for you. I can assure you it isn't permanent, just feels bad while you're there.
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Back of the line, back of the line. speeding again so here I am at the end of the line.
Sleepy
I recently started a serial and have found it takes about a week to do 4-7000 words. I do it all on PC so rough draft vs. edit is sort of simultaneous. I usually proof, edit and revise as I go, then take 2 days for full grammar check (Blasted comma's) missing words, wrong word wright sound etc. This is working about 3 to 4 hours a day. It is a memoir so research is minimal.
Refreshed
Mother's Day
Draft - Tread
John held perfectly still as he leaned against the tree. The deer moved cautiously out of the trees onto the meadow. First, a doe with her fawn stepped out. Looking all around, walking sort of jerk, jerk, look. Finally, the rest followed, last of all came the buck. Still cautious, he stepped forward with authority, like when Dad came in for supper. Holding his breath, afraid anything...
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Growing Up Ranch Chapter 12 My School Just as I had a ranch version of other things, I also had "ranch" school. (No escaping it, IT'S THE LAW!!) I had the good fortune to attend Fawcett School, one of the Rural District Nineteen public schools. From the name alone you may perhaps suspect that this was not your ordinary public school and you are right. At six years old all children...
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Growing Up Ranch Chapter 11 Horsey Tales. My growing up ranch was quite unusual even in its day. The reason was we were one of the few ranches that worked our cattle exclusively with horses. These “beasts of burden” became friends and companions, each with their own personality. Here are some short sketches of the regularly used mounts which amounted to about a third of our horse herd....
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The ranch was an isolated place but that didn't mean we lived in total isolation while I grew up ranch. We had many visitors from far and near who enriched our lives in many ways. Often it was a family who came bringing with them the whole family including kids. Our Fox cousins from Denver were particularly fun to entertain. They, of course, wanted to ride the horses and ponies. After an...
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Growing up Ranch Chapter 9 Working and Exploring Work. That four letter word we all grow to know eventually. Growing up "Ranch" meant that work started early in life and was intertwined with an element or curiosity that I will call "exploring". The line between the two was often blurred. Work was also so much a part of ranch life that it was something I looked forward to rather...
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I was fortunate to have both sets of Grandparents alive while I was growing up. My Dad’s parents were “ranch” and lived just over the hill about a mile away. My Mom’s parents were “town” and lived in Douglas, the full forty mile drive away. Naturally, I was much closer to my “ranch” grandparents than my “town” grandparents. Grandma Ruth and Granddad Art were my ranch grandparents. Grandma...
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Growing Up Ranch Chapter 7 My Parents “Growing Up Ranch” or growing up period isn’t possible without parents. Because of the ranch, however, my relationship with these two special people was unusual. I was blessed with a full set of two and a stable home compared to many, but our special circumstances did make for big differences. Because the ranch was by western standards...
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Having a brother wasn’t unique to growing up “ranch,” but it will help you fill in the big picture if I introduce him to you. There were some big differences in how we related to each other because we grew up “Ranch” together, but far from other playmates. Paul came along when I was three years old. I was very used to being the special son/grandson. I got highly pampered and felt this was...
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Growing Up Ranch Chapter 5 My Pool Now most parks or playgrounds didn't have free pony rides, but I could understand that. What I didn't understand, or rather resented, was paying to go swimming. All I had to do was walk down to the creek, slip out of my shoes and a wading I would go. Swim trunks on I could splash and play all day and often did. My pool was more than just a pool it was...
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Growing Up Ranch Chapter 4 My Playground One of the more significant differences in growing up Ranch concerned play. The isolation of the ranch meant my brother Paul was the only playmate within walking distance. The next nearest neighbor with kids was at Esterbrook seven miles away. On the busy ranch, there was no priority to carting kids back and forth just to play. The nearest...
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