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What to do with it all?
What to do with it all? John sat in the basement, looking at all the accumulated things he had gathered in his lifetime. There were the school notebooks that he had used in high school and college containing all the … Continue reading →
Time’s Up!
Time’s up I considered it a shopping spree. I was told I had 15 minutes to load my cart with as many items I needed from the supermarket. As I entered the store my mind went blank. This was not … Continue reading →
You Don’t Say!
You Don’t Say! Shannon and Mark have lived together for 20 years. Now when you’ve been with someone for a long time, you get to know their little quirks and habits; most of which are easy to live with and … Continue reading →
The Concert
The Concert Look Up! Look Up! They all shouted as I was finishing my last song. Here I thought they were all raising their hands in the air to cheer me on, but they weren’t looking at the stage. “Look … Continue reading →
Where did it go?
Where did it go? There’s a song by Pete Seeger, Get Up And Go, in which the chorus goes like this: How do I know my youth is all spent? My get up and go, has got up and went. … Continue reading →
The Truth and Nothing But the Truth
The Truth and Nothing But the Truth Today I plan on writing a totally true story. Well, actually there might be a few embellishments along the way. It all starts with my friend Ronald. I invited him over to my … Continue reading →
It says what?
It says what? It’s tough being a pharmacist. First of all, it’s all those names of drugs you have to know. And they keep coming up with new ones. Then there are all the people that come into your store … Continue reading →
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Let’s go camping
Let’s Go Camping The year was 1968. I had just graduated high school, and since it was summertime, my friend Ronald decided that he and I should take a break before we started college and go camping somewhere. He said … Continue reading →
The Invite
The Invite I finished my lunch and as I was walking back to my car I noticed that every windshield I passed had a flyer underneath the wiper. The flyer looked like it was an advertisement for a dry-cleaning establishment. … Continue reading →
George
George George was a stargazer. At least that is what you would think he was looking at his face most of the time. That vacant expression, glazed over eyes, you knew he was in another world, lost in thought. I … Continue reading →
