Category Archives: Writing

The severe storm’s strobe lightning turned night into day.  Loud thunder rocked the house, rattling the windows and china– but the boy continued to snore lightly.  On the cusp of being a teenager, the young man’s body was growing right … Continue reading →

The bypass had choked off the little Mississippi town of Hollyhock. Tourists traveling to the Florida beaches zoomed by it at a comfortable 65 mph, never giving the dying town a second thought. Off the main road was the Hollyhock … Continue reading →

The radar looked like someone had spilled catsup and mustard on it. Blobs of red and yellow covered the route from Memphis to Tupelo. A middle-aged traveling salesman slowly drove his rental car through the pouring rain. A flash of … Continue reading →

The Visitor: A Memorial Day Story A Day at the Beach: A Memorial Day Story A memorable Memorial Day The Final D-Day: An old soldier goes home. Miracle at Panther Burn International Airport: A plane heals a family. One Morning … Continue reading →

The sun peeked its red eye over the hazy horizon.  It was 6:22 a.m and Fort Loudon Lake was like glass.  The fishing boat glided gently toward the dock; its engine making the only sound for miles around. A tall, … Continue reading →

In the Spring of 1541, the Spanish explorer Hernado de Soto sat on a log by a roaring campfire. After a cold winter (near what is now known as Tupelo, Mississippi), the weather had turned syrupy warm.  Four hundred and … Continue reading →

High up on the hillside, an elderly man in a wheelchair rolled onto his porch.  He looked down at where the Pacific Ocean taunted the land.  It was another beautiful day at LaJolla Shores Beach. The thin strip of sand … Continue reading →

Banjo has a new ACL, two less teeth and a soft spot on our bed. I have an empty wallet.  But I’m glad he’s home.

Had a person I know (in a moment of frustration and brutal honesty) say to me, “Marshall, I’ll never succeed. No one believes in me.”  I was kind of stunned by his statement.  But after a moment, I related to … Continue reading →