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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter 6)

Here, in all its glory, is chapter 6.  The plot begins to thicken here. 6. The next day is another fine, sunny, autumn afternoon. I have been hearing the playground sounds of the schoolchildren every day for a week or … Continue reading

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter Five)

5. I entered the world of basketball when I was twelve years old. I had not a clue that I was trying out for anything. We were lined up for gym class, all forty-five or fifty of us, along the … Continue reading

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter 4)

Here’s  chapter four.  If you have not read the other three, just back up a few posts on this blog and start with chapter 1 and work forward. 4. The next afternoon the same youngster is back again at about … Continue reading

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Overtime: Chapter Three

And here, faithful readers, is the third installment (chapter) from this exciting and profound novel of mine that you are getting for free! Happy reading!                                                        3. I remember my wreck, at least some of it. I was fifty-one … Continue reading

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New Story

Standing, she cradled the curtain back with one hand and looked out the window into the falling snow.  She sipped fresh-brewed coffee from a fine cup and allowed herself to consider what an unmitigated delight it all was – this … Continue reading

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New Story, Part Four

(Here is installment #4 of an ongoing story.  You can get the whole thing by justy backing up a few posts on this blog.  Ed.) He had never seen a spring before.  Never seen clear water rushing out of the … Continue reading

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Storytime in The Mountains

    On a weekend retreat right now.  At a state park in the mountains.  Extended family along.  My seven-year-old niece allowed me to read to her from Ray Bradbury’s Dandelion Wine.  I read one of the chapters about Leo … Continue reading

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The Lamp In The Foyer

She never told anyone the real reason she bought the house.  Why, at 46 years old, she emptied her savings accounts and her late husband’s IRAs and made a down payment on a property, once grand, that for anyone whose … Continue reading

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The Mooneys

The first people who lived on this hill were the Mooneys. Long gone now, they were ancient, even when I was just a boy. Jessie and Martha sat fat in metal chairs all day long.  Like two mounds of mashed … Continue reading

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