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Two bored boys
The summer of 1946 I had not yet turned 12. It was a hot sizzling day much like today, without a breeze. My friend, Henry, said, “I’m bored out of my skull.” “Me too,” I said. “We gotta think of sumthin to do. We could pick up cigarette butts along the road and roll a [...]
Memory clilp
I’m sitting here in front of my monitor trying to put the finishing touches to an article. I’ve hit a bump; my mind has sloughed off and turned off my creative juices. In my minds foggy memory, all I can see and hear is my high school English teacher harping about sentence structure. Every day [...]
Here is today
Here is today. Tomorrow waits. Yesterday is gone.
I’m waiting for
I’m waiting for a warm summer evening and a slice of cool juicy watermelon.
My little brother
This morning I have applied the seat of my pants to the chair in front of my computer. I am busy fighting a bad case of writer’s block. As I sit here my memory takes me back to slower times. I’m thinking of my little brother, who is now a man full grown., he is [...]
A Lost Art: Men Tipping Their Hat
This morning, while looking through a shoebox of old snapshots, I found a picture of my two younger brothers and me standing in front of a donkey colt. We were eleven years old, nine years old, and six years old. Our father had taken us to town early that Friday morning in 1944 to buy [...]
DOES TIME TWINKLE
Does Time Twinkle? An online definition of twinkle is…To cause to shine with fluctuating light. My friend Oris and I discuss a twinkle in time often; it seems to stick around our conversations. Is our childhood but a twinkle in time’? Are we the changers-of-the-light; do we decide the moments that shine or not? Do [...]
The Coyote brothers
Melvin and Elmer Coyote have asked for the perfect egg.
A Twinkle of Time Along the Back Roads of Yesterday
Time is a fascinating subject for me. As a blogger I check Wordtracker.com for keywords when I’m doing an article. Keying in various forms of the word time showed an interesting pattern today, a kind of metaphor that I see in my friend Oris George as he writes Along the Back Roads of Yesterday. The [...]
The Different Colors of Pink
Some say pink is puooky! (my new word for today). Down the back roads of yesterday, men certainly didn’t wear the color. And I know that Charger is usually in the ‘pink of things’ when she’s clicking out her keys at some 120 wpm. My favorite color is the pink that paints the skies morning [...]
