Welcome to Phyllis Kester's front porch

Entertaining short stories written for adults and older children to serve as a bridge from an earlier generation to the present

My childhood summers would find my family gathered with neighbors and friends on the front porch to sing and socialize as our houses cooled off from the heat of the afternoon. Without air conditioning, we opened the windows to let the natural breezes cool our house so it would be more comfortable by bedtime. This was before television sets in every home and cellphones, so it was a time of outside neighborhood games like hide and seek or kick the can. It was also a precious season of visiting and story telling. I loved when relatives visited and told stories about my parents when they were young.

Scripture tells us one generation should tell of the works of the Lord to the next generations. We are designed to invest in each other and sharing our stories is one way to do it. But how will our descendants learn these stories if we don’t continue to gather and retell them? As time and health permit, this website will be “my front porch” for sharing some personal family stories and other short stories.

I challenge you to begin sharing stories within your own family. Perhaps some of mine will remind you of your own, or will spur you to begin asking questions of your own relatives.

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Family Stories

Buel Overcomes Adversity

Seemingly minor things may leave a permanent mark. A small five-year-old farm boy trudged along the dirt road with his seven-year-old brother toward the frame school house in rural Oklahoma where other children were gathering. The five-year-old’s usual lively demeanor had become subdued. In February, he and his brother started attending school as new kids when their parents bought a farm just outside Wardville so the brothers could walk to school together. Their parents had convinced five-year-old Buel that this...read more
Family Stories

Buel Smith & Pitchers

Following my last blog some of you asked, how could an Oklahoma farmer put four children through college during the Dust Bowl and Great Depression of the 1930s? You wanted specifics. I know all four siblings had to work and do their part, so I’ll give more details regarding my father, Buel M. Smith—the second son of my Grandpa C.H. Smith. Buel was finishing high school after the Great Depression began (1929) and as the severe drought of 1931 hit Oklahoma and elsewhere. In order to have transportation...read more
Family Stories

Remembering Grandpa Smith

Although a small, quiet man with little formal schooling, Grandpa Smith highly valued education for his children and left a big impact on this granddaughter. C.H. Smith bought a farm on the outskirts of Wardville, Oklahoma, about ten years after marrying Walsie Arvelia Cobb on Christmas day after Oklahoma’s 1907 statehood. Grandpa bought that particular farm because it was close enough to a school for Buel (his 5-year-old) and Elvin (his 7-year-old) to immediately begin walking to school. Education was a high...read more

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A head-on car collision. Job loss. The death of a child. Phyllis and Monty Kester survived all these crises and more. But one thing remained constant throughout: the inspirational love story between a husband and wife and their Lord. learn more