1 - 15 of 15
-
-
Scarcely had a blessing been asked on our food (a standard precaution with my Mother’s cooking) than a loud sound, rather like boys using a
-
“Well, that’s it! The ‘quick and the dead’ have all had their Day of Judgment, and been assigned to Heaven or Hell. That was a long sessi
-
Did you ever wonder how someone quirky got to be the way they are? This is the story of one such beginning. One of mine. 1 / Once upon a
-
Every week the sign was changed. “Only 6 weeks until Spring!” Five, four, three, two… I stumped my dun boots, winter coat and pale face
-
“Monster! Monster!” shrieked the boys, in a pitch only first-grade sopranos can achieve. “Let’s get her!”1 / I ran as fast as I could, considering my large red rain boots. They were the kind w
-
It was a very warm summer afternoon, and the kids had been so well-behaved that I thought we all deserved a treat. So we stopped at the Dairy Queen on our walk home. It was deliciously cool inside, and we each ordered an ic
-
On Saturday afternoons, the neighborhood children crowded into our little pink bathroom on the ground floor. Its tiny window was opened, a
-
It was a bright autumn morning, brisk enough to be invigorating. Indeed, it was perfect jogging weather, though that was always more fun with a partner. At least, that’s what the goat may have been thinking as she chomped t
-
The creamy linen envelope was stiff with importance. It contained a single embossed card under a square of translucent tissue.
-
It was big, old, and yellow; a king-sized “fixer-upper.” The two-story farmhouse also came with a half-acre lot, a partially demolished coby Mirthryl 1600 words, 9 comments, on Jul 10 10:45 AM 2008. In Family, First person, Humor, Personal
-
At the crunching of the tan roadbed rocks at the bottom of our hill, Blackie’s head would lift, ears pricked. At the sound of the big truck engine down-shifting, he was off, a sable streak of canine conceit. With ferocious
-
Loop after loop of glistening, wet, black snake coiled unwillingly around a large reel, patted into place by the filthily gloved hand of it
-
“So, Mom...what do you know about rabies?”1
1 - 15 of 15
