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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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Wyndy’s Christmas Surprise

Nothing, not even the long and warm sunlit days of summer, lasts forever.  The warm months in the Ozarks were now only a memory in the mind of Wyndy and there were more important, and more immediate, issues which occupied … Continue reading

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The Aluminum Christmas Tree

I have some advice for those among you who may be considering a holiday vacation and embrace the Norman Rockwell inspired images of Christmas.  Cross Yuma, Arizona off your list of possible destinations.  I was ten years of age in … 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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Morphine

These are Earl’s words not mine and what follows is the story of an ailing soul in search of the end of life.  Earl will speak to you thus hopefully amputating one of the tormentors from the body of his … 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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Churning Butter in the Old Maytag

“Larry, come on we gotta get going.”  Like most eight-year-old boys Larry always allowed an appreciable amount of time to pass before answering his mother.  “Larry, hurry up or I’m going to leave without you.”  “Leave without you,” were the … Continue reading

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