collecting statements
Daddy didn’t talk about his childhood often and when he did it wasn’t a conversation, but statements in passing. The specially designed shoe he wore on his left foot was an ordeal to put on. I can still hear the sound it made as he’d hit the side of it with his hand after pulling ...
t-ball
Sunlight filtered through the trees in the distance creating a dappled pattern of light and shadows on the ball field as the wind lightly touched the leaves. Young children scattered across the field seemed lost in their own thoughts instead of listening to the coach. One boy kept adjusting his hat and trying new poses; ...
green striped comforter
We moved the year he graduated from high school. At the time it seemed like a good decision; as with all decisions we make in life. It’s only when we look back at the end of the road taken and view the wreckage that we realize we took a wrong path. He had been recruited ...
shotgun houses
I awoke suddenly with two words, “shotgun houses” turning over and over in my mind. Meghan had poured herself across my pillow just above my head, and although she was purring in a rhythm I normally found lulling, she was also licking herself excessively as if some serious mishap had occurred during the night requiring ...
homegrown tobacco
He started with homegrown tobacco and at the ripe old age of 5 he was allowed to smoke in the house. When I was a young child he smoked Lucky Strike; a brand nearly forgotten now. Later I remember Pall Mall, and last of all L & M. After his heart attack and quadruple ...
left hanging
It was one of those screen doors with a spring to ensure it closed behind a person and every time it did there was an unmistakable squeak followed by a slam. Sometimes the wind caught the door flinging it wildly open when the latch was left hanging, stretching the spring and separating the coils. It ...
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