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I Don’t Swim Anymore

I don’t often eat at one of the much advertised fast food restaurants but not more than a week or so ago I found myself enticed by one of those better than life commercials.  How could one satisfy their appetite … 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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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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Bloodline, Discovering Who I Am

The inspiration for this story came from a single piece of paper.  That sheet of paper with ink imprinted words placed there more than 150 years ago was thought to be so irreplaceable that it had been encased in glass … 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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The Pink Sky

Life is like a patchwork quilt.  As each event in our life unfolds, as every swath of colored cloth is sewn together, one touching the other, our lives and the quilt begin to take shape. The overall theme and picture … Continue reading

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