A Non-Lyrical Ode to Rachel

My young Goddaughter gave me a book several years ago full of writing prompts to inspire me simply because she knew that I liked to write.  Tonight, as I flipped through the book and shrugged at the various topics, it dawned on me that I should write about her, a favorite subject of mine and all the prompting I’ll ever need. Continue reading A Non-Lyrical Ode to Rachel

The Innocence of Children

How can a child look at little black ants crawling up and down the bark of a tree and become so fascinated?

There was a Man and a Woman.  And there were ex-wives and ex-husbands.  And there were friends and family giving the Man and Woman their advice on how the world should be.  There were work conflicts and roommates with different points of view and there were bills to be paid.

And in the middle of it all was a Little Girl. Continue reading The Innocence of Children

A Virginia Tradition-Field Parties

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

Main Street of Woodstock, Virginia in the Late 1940’s (Video)

This video is of Main Street in Woodstock, Virginia filmed by Sam Smith sometime during the late 1940’s.   Read my short gibberish and then watch a really cool video. Continue reading Main Street of Woodstock, Virginia in the Late 1940’s (Video)

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?

Continue reading An Amendment to Yesterday’s Story

Happy Father’s Day!

This short video is of my Dad playing with me and my sister BJ outside of our very first house.  My baby sister Mary didn’t make an appearance due to a dispute in contract negotiations (actually, she was halfway through a nine-month ride in Mom’s belly). Continue reading Happy Father’s Day!

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