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Treated This A’Way

Saturday was moving day. Saturday it snowed. Monday night five tornadoes tore through the metro. Wednesday we were outside in shirtsleeves. But it snowed Saturday. Such is March in Missouri. I had reserved a truck to move my worldlies from … Continue reading

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Cobwebs & Sunbeams

Much of my writing deals with memory, these days. Not necessarily my own. Perhaps it is the oh-so-stereotypical Mid-Life Yada Yada clinging to that sled speeding downhill toward the precipice. Perhaps it’s packing my worldlies into movers’ boxes. Perhaps it … Continue reading

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Brother, Can You Take Me Back?

A Wanderer and a Vagabond am I. I am seed, scattered by the Sower on rocky soil—without root—who will wither and die. I spent my early childhood leaving playmates on Army post after Army post according to my father’s duty … Continue reading

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“Sail Ye Winds, Heigh Ho …”

In March of 1968, returning from his first tour in Vietnam, my father moved our family to the Hampton Roads, Virginia. (There is a certain insanity in the Pentagon referring to an assignment in a combat zone as a “tour”. … Continue reading

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