Tag Archives: Friends

My Friend Rudy Died

Pardon me, if you can spare just a moment I would like to introduce you to my very good friend, Rudy.  Oh yes, I know what you’re thinking.  You’re afraid to speak your mind fearing that those words might create … Continue reading

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Earthquake Parties

Did you hear the one about the “Earthquake Party?”  No, well until just recently neither had I.  Earthquake party, what in the world is an earthquake party you might ask.  Well, it just so happens that you’ve come to the … Continue reading

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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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The Lure of a Sunny Day

I had seen that old, paint faded Chevy El Camino driving around the streets of Noel on many occasions but never gave the car or its driver a second thought.  The small Southwest Missouri Ozark town of Noel was home … Continue reading

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Mary’s Journal; All About Our Baby

My mother, Mary Louise Barr Fine, was a girl whose only view of life and the world was the one she had from the small Southwest Missouri Ozarks town of Pineville.  There she went to school, swam in the warm … 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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