Stories by Lionheart, by oldest first

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  • Men don't cry --- Chapter #2
    My summers as a child consisted of staying away from home as much as I could.  My brother Ed and sometimes my sister Bonnie would soon join me in my adventures.  Our
    by Lionheart 800 words, 30 comments, on May 10 9:07 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Inspirational, Other
  • Men don't cry---Chapter #3
    Eventually my grandfather gradually took my dads place and became my role model.  His nickname was “Winnie” which was short for Winfield, his first name.  He was a la
    by Lionheart 1300 words, 16 comments, on May 11 7:46 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Men don't cry----Chapter # 4
    I loved to draw horses when I was a child. (I still do).  Walking home from our fishing adventures we would always walk past this wonderful horse farm and I stood there fo
    by Lionheart 1000 words, 12 comments, on May 15 11:30 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Men dont cry---Chapter #5
    by Lionheart 500 words, 10 comments, on May 17 7:57 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Adult
  • The portrait
    It was a cold wintry night in a small northern town. Christmas shoppers were busily running here and there, carrying gifts and laughing, h
    by Lionheart 500 words, 116 comments, on Jul 5 3:33 PM 2004. In Horror
  • Men Don't cry---A future chapter in the middle of the book
    Driving on the expressway to an art show, I had a vague dead feeling in my left arm that wouldn't’t go away.  I pulled over safely to the side of the roadway and placed a
    by Lionheart 700 words, 66 comments, on Aug 23 6:57 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction, Inspirational, Spiritual
  • Men don't cry- Chapter 8
    Chapter 8
    In 1961 I was just released from the Army hospital after a long stay. I caught a taxi to take me back to my unit. As I approac
    by Lionheart 1300 words, 30 comments, on Jan 5 4:23 PM 2005. In , Life, Other
  • Men Don't Cry Chapter #6
    In Junior High School, I had only one friend. He was a rather small bright kid with large front teeth and black (Buddy Holly type) glasses who always seemed to let his mouth get him in trouble with the bullies. Some called
    by Lionheart 400 words, 1 comment, on Jan 2 11:36 PM. In , Fiction, First person
  • Unrequited (Dialogue Only)
    “So----have a seat and talk to me. What, what is it you wanted to tell me?”1
    by Lionheart 400 words, 2 comments, on Jan 3 1:34 PM. In Fiction, Life, Love, Sad, Screenplay, Short story, Unfinished
  • Men Don't Cry (excerpt)
    Driving on the I-696 expressway to an art show, I began to feel symptoms of a heart attack. I had a vague dead feeling in my left arm that wouldn’t go away. I pulled over safely to the side of the roadway and placed a nitro
    by Lionheart 600 words, 6 comments, on Jan 12 9:22 PM. In First person, Short story
  • Men Don't Cry chapter #1
    by Lionheart 500 words, 1 comment, on Jan 24 3:23 PM
  • future chapter in my book "Men don't cry"
    While lifting weights in the evening after dinner, it seemed difficult for me to push the barbell over my head. I could lift the weights u
    by Lionheart 1100 words, 1 comment, on Sep 28 9:31 PM. In First person, Life, Nonfiction
  • Men don't cry
    Every Christmas Eve, our whole family (parents, brother, aunts, uncles, cousins, Grandfather and grandmother) would gather together to celebrate. It was usually an elaborate event with all the parents bringing gifts for thei
    by Lionheart 400 words, 2 comments, on Oct 23 7:55 PM. In Chapter, First person, Life, Sad
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