I am Joseph Kirby.
Things have sure changed a lot since I was a boy. I was born in 1921, can’t tell you the month or year since nowadays somebody may steal my identity with that.
I was a boy during what is called the great depression. Things were tough for most people during that period. Sometimes it gets difficult to think back to those days, but I will do my best.
I have seen a lot during my lifetime. Keep reading and maybe you will get a pearl or two from my life experiences.
I am mostly writing so that my kids, grandkids and great-grandkids (no great-greats yet!) will have more than just what is in their minds to remember me by.
I live in Virginia and I love my Redskins. Have loved them for a long time, loved them when they were winning and loved them when they were losing. I will love them from up in heaven after I leave this world, too. Keep playing, boys.
As much as I love the Redskins, my family matters most to me, even my son-in-law who has pulled for the Cowboys for many years. He should be glad my daughter never liked football or there would have been some real fights in that house.
Well, time for a short nap, then supper.
I will come back soon as I can.