The following little story is a teenager’s confession of guilt. It comes forty-years after the infractions were committed and safely after any statutes of limitations or the possibility of being grounded at home for a month. Continue reading A Virginia Tradition-Field Parties
Category Archives: Funny
An Amendment to Yesterday’s Story
I left out one little tale from yesterday’s story (Lineman for the County). It’s all fun and games when a nineteen-year-old is risking his life climbing a telephone pole just to make some beer money for college. But what happens when he’s a part of a telephone monopoly’s conspiracy to ruin a small business owner’s property?
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Lineman for the County
This past week of painfully oppressive hot and humid days had me experiencing hazy flashbacks, not because of a heat stroke or dehydration, but the vivid memories of a summer spent as a teen working with the construction crew of the Shenandoah Telephone Company (now Shentel). Continue reading Lineman for the County
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Living with Alligators
As a social studies experiment, I cohabitated with my eventual first ex-wife, just to test how life wouldn’t be after matrimony. It was the mid-1980’s and her parents owned two properties in Hilton Head, South Carolina. One was a rental and the other was for family when they had the urge to golf or just hangout on the island’s beaches for a while. Continue reading Living with Alligators
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Home Sweet Home- The Junkie Pad
As a result of one stupid decision that I made as a young man, I went from living a wonderful existence in a tiny cabin on the banks of the Shenandoah River, to surviving day-to-day in a rundown old house in the middle of Small-Town, Virginia. (Edinburg, to be exact) Traded in a beautiful girlfriend, two dogs and a canoe for a bachelor’s life shared with a childhood friend of mine. Continue reading Home Sweet Home- The Junkie Pad
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Snake Oil
I walked into the doctor’s office and yelled “Doctor, Doctor, it hurts when I move my arm like this!”
And my doctor said “Well, you’re just getting old”
That’s her answer. Every time. Not matter what my complaint. “Doc. Notice how this bone’s sticking out of my shoulder? Sortta like Quasimodo? I think something’s wrong”
“Well, you’re just getting…” Yea, yea, I know. Continue reading Snake Oil
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Dead Deer
Water has always played a special part in my life. I lived in embryonic fluid during my earlier days. The only hobby that I’ve consistently enjoyed throughout the years is standing in, on, or near a body of water while trying to catch a fish. No wait, two hobbies involving water. Standing in, on, or near a body of water while trying to catch a glimpse of a bikini. I use water to make my coffee every morning. Continue reading Dead Deer
