When I found myself in a position that I was selling my firearms to make ends meet some years ago, a friend said, "Look at them as an investment and now you're getting your return." A fair assessment. Oddly, I found that the one I missed the most was the handgun that I shot the… Continue reading Forty Four Once More
I see enough people now use "impactful" that the online dictionaries have picked it up. That fact alone speaks to its significantness. So it wouldn't be stupidful to use words that are likeful to you because, if they're used by enough people, they'll be plus-oned to the dictionaries. I heard a professional toss out "ferociousness"… Continue reading Say…what?
On active duty in the Army I once tried to use chewing tobacco to stave off hunger. It worked. It wasn’t long before the names Levi Garrett and Beechnut were the titles of a daily staple. Chewing, the act of stuffing the moist, tasteful harvest of a tobacco field into my cheek, became a ritual. The… Continue reading Chew
The big Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser Station Wagon moved silently in a world of white. Conspicuous by its motion in a scene of winter still life, its three passengers rode without speaking in an atmosphere reflecting the moody gray of the overcast sky. With a slight turn of the steering wheel, the driver turned off West… Continue reading A Killing on the River
The old man sat at an angle to the table, his grizzled features scant inches from some sheets of paper that had a stranglehold on his attention. His face had avoided acquaintance with a razor for some time and the growth there was a light gray, almost white. His gaunt frame was rack to a… Continue reading Christmas 2002
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