Coinage from Heaven
I’m six years old. And like normal six-year-olds, I am fidgety, shifting my little body back and forth in a […]
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Dad’s Voice
“Mom, Mom. He sounds just like John Wayne!” Charlene, a girl from high school with whom I was visiting, enthusiastically
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The Quitting Card
I was nine years old the first time I quit. The reason that I left Little League football was not
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Another Southern Thing
Taylorsville, Mississippi: It’s a tiny place in South Mississippi. A guy in a blue Chevrolet pick-up truck drives past me,
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Portland in October
As a Trial Defense Attorney for the Army Reserve, I attended my share of conferences. This one was in Portland.
The “R” Question
I’m sitting in a barbershop in Northwest Arkansas probably 15 years ago when the obligatory barber conversation started: Me: “Just
My brother’s bike
A Kawasaki 900. It was probably a 1988 or 1989 model. I don’t remember, but it was a beautiful bike.
The Power of a Wrong Word
I’m on a bus in northern Russia. Our small group consisted of my future mother-in-law, a friend named George, and
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Happy Paternal Unit Day, Papa
As a new paternal unit, I pondered what I wanted to be called by our children. For some reason, I
A Love Story in Winter
I twirled her around a few times while the soft moonlight filtered and fractured its way through the frozen branches