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A Spring Snow
He wished that the snow would fall again. Only days before he had longed for the sunshine, thinking then that all would remain as it had been between the two of them. In the spring they would gain new … Continue reading →
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Sketch For a Rainy Morning
The ice on his windshield was thin and in what was now rain instead of snow it loosened easily and fell to the wet pavement with only a stroke of the scraper. Inside the car he turned the heater … Continue reading →
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Sketch For a Rainy Morning
The ice on his windshield was thin and in what was now rain instead of snow it loosened easily and fell to the wet pavement with only a stroke of the scraper. Inside the car he turned the heater … Continue reading →
Seeking Rebecca (2nd installment)
What follows is a section from the upcoming book. It’s a conversation between Isaac Martin – a fictional creature and one of the main characters in the book – and Bertha Von Suttner, who is a real, historical figure and is … Continue reading →
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Seeking Rebecca
What follows is a section from the upcoming book. It’s a conversation between Isaac Martin – a fictional creature and one of the main characters in the book – and Bertha Von Suttner, who is a real, historical figure and … Continue reading →
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small town ’59
After the war Carl Beane started building houses in town. There were men around then. Some of us had served in Europe and others had just come of age. We saw the ditches for the foundation being laid out … Continue reading →
Fishing With My Father
The last time I went fishing with Dad we drove down to Bath County and stayed at Nimrod Hall. We left after work and it was after seven o’clock when we got there and just twilight. We were anxious … Continue reading →
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Voices 11 (Fighting James Randall)
I had not been in a good fight for fifty years. Last time was at the YMCA in town. A guy who fought all over town who I knew I could take. James Randall. He talked a big game and … Continue reading →
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I got the job driving that train in 1917. There wasn’t many men around then with the war going on and all. I was sixteen and lied about my age and the man at the station … Continue reading →
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In late August, after school was already back in session, I continued to mow the lawns on Adams Street. The rest of the summer crew was gone; all back to their colleges or football practice, so I had the whole … Continue reading →
