Ever Gentle on my Mind
Some of my earliest memories are the countless hours on the highways and backroads traveling as our father drove to satisfy his curiosity (my guess, at least) by seeing places Read More …
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Some of my earliest memories are the countless hours on the highways and backroads traveling as our father drove to satisfy his curiosity (my guess, at least) by seeing places Read More …
I was a college freshman at Berea College in 1985. One of the hardest things about being a student at Berea was moving two states away and leaving my twin Read More …
We have been making fantasy dungeon terrain for over a year now. Our grandson has fun exploring through the caverns with his little warriors. He uses his imagination quite well Read More …
What would you change? About ten years after I graduated from Plainview, I ran into an old friend of mine from school. We shared briefly some of the ordeals we’d Read More …
Every now and then, I have eerie encounters that I consider “Stephen King Moments”, as though I might have stepped through some portal into the landscape of one of his Read More …
I was probably around ten years old when our father traded for an old pale-green, riding mower. Since our yard was almost two acres, and we always used push mowers, Read More …
When I was a little kid, I always wanted to mow the grass. My oldest brother mowed our lawn a lot, and our father did, too. I wasn’t allowed because Read More …
When I entered seventh grade, the final stage was set for my parents’ divorce. I had known it was coming. I listened to their heated arguments every night when our Read More …
Various book bloggers have interviewed me over the years. Here’s a question commonly asked, “If you could be any author in the world, who would you be?” My reply has Read More …
You’ve probably heard the old saying that “You can see the forest for the trees’? When it came to the house we lived in growing up and our father’s tree Read More …