Why I Don’t Hunt
When I was a teenager, my stepfather took me hunting several times. I loved fishing, but hunting? Not so much. Using a shotgun against little animals didn’t seem like much Read More …
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When I was a teenager, my stepfather took me hunting several times. I loved fishing, but hunting? Not so much. Using a shotgun against little animals didn’t seem like much Read More …
When I was a boy we kept the porch light on during the night. This light attracted night insects, which in turn attracted a small army of toads to feast Read More …
The old house we grew up in sets behind my oldest brother, Chris, and myself in this picture. It seems the older I get, the more my mind reflects back Read More …
Our family had a lot of dogs during the years of my childhood. Marvin was one of our dogs, and he was oddly unique. He was part Eskimo Spitz, and Read More …
I grew up in the rural area of DeKalb County, Alabama. Every year our cousins on our mother’s side came down to visit from Middletown, Ohio. So for those of Read More …
A long, long time ago. This was at a house my parents rented, which was only about a mile from the house they eventually bought in DeKalb County, Alabama, near Read More …
Looking at me today, one could never picture me as a frail, skinny pimpled-face kid in sixth grade. But I was just that. In the fall at the beginning of Read More …
So, so long ago.
So many things early in my life helped shape my imagination, even practical jokes. Our father was notorious for his practical jokes. He was a con man, and convincingly able Read More …
So long ago. I was probably close to three years old here. Back in the days of Polaroid cameras. The road we lived on then was nearly barren. The small Read More …