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A Time to Remember

I often wondered why people buried seemingly useless items.  I failed to understand the motive for burying a small cigar box or other rather ordinary vessel in cement knowing that the item would rest there for years or even centuries.  … Continue reading

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Little Goat Songs

Marilyn Carnell grew up in the small Southwest Missouri Ozark town of Pineville.  She and her sister Zella knew just about everyone in the town of seven hundred or so people and many of the residents were, in some way … Continue reading

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Keeping It in the Family

  I find it odd that some of the most bizarre events or objects that were once part of our childhood seem to be the ones we remember best.  That dog who followed us everywhere; well who among us could … Continue reading

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The Last Decent Man

Is it possible?  Is it conceivable that decency and compassion have ceased to exist?  I hadn’t given that possibility much thought, at least not until now.  Could it be that people no longer cared about their fellow human beings and … Continue reading

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Throwing Dice at the Fuzzy Duck

The gentleman, the stranger, seemed to be unusually lucky at the game of craps.  The man shaking the pair of Bakelite butterscotch colored dice in his left hand seemed to be able to convince the inanimate objects to perform just … Continue reading

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The Day the Circus Came to Town

In 1947 the new school year was nearing the end of its first month but Larry had other things on his mind.  Oh, he was bright enough but reading, writing and arithmetic didn’t hold the allure and fascination for the … Continue reading

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The Family Business

“You see that man over there.  Whatever you do don’t talk to, bother or even get near that guy.”  Although Mike was no more than eleven years old he could tell that his step-father, who he called Kenneth, was deadly … Continue reading

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