Stuck On You

This song was popular when I moved back from Manhattan. I was living on my grandpa’s farm 45 miles south of Oakley and came up in the evenings help dad get his new computer system up to date at the office. I had started seeing Mike that summer and he co-owned a bar...

Birthdays And Blessings

In honor of my dad’s 83rd birthday (5/29/19) I’m posting his writing. This was published in The Pulse, Volume 12, Issue 5, May 2019. This is the newsletter from Western Missouri Medical Center where my brother, Dean Ohmart, is CFO. He wrote a letter of introduction...

End Of A Season

I’m so done with high school. Fortunately, that part of my life is complete. I was done when I graduated and now, I have all my children graduated. I suppose it’s the same everywhere, but it feels unique to a small town. If you don’t fit in it can be difficult. John...

I Speak Ohmart

Fluently! I also speak Socolofsky. The combination of the two is my native tongue. What’s yours? Several weeks ago, a friend was leading a bible study and she said “I speak Swart”. And then went on to explain that her language is based on how the people...

Firsts And Lasts

John’s senior year of high school has been bittersweet. It’s been full of firsts and lasts. Lasts for John. Firsts for all of us without Mike. Mike’s birthday, eight days after he died, was the first such event. It was so fresh, and John had a swim meet on that day so...

On Fitting In, Part 2

I recently found this. I wrote it 9/30/17 just before I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It’s very long so I’m breaking it down into two posts. Read the first part here. When I went of college at Kansas State University because I felt the ag community...