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Monthly Archives: August 2013
SHORT STORY: A Dog’s Tail
A blue deep-v fishing boat emerged from the mist and quietly glided up to the dock. Water lapped gently against the shore, making the only sound for miles. An elderly woman with white robe, orange ski belt and impish smile … Continue reading
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Ink Spots Blog: 8/21/13
We blew the dust off my son’s Christmas present and put it in its case. I picked it and the amp up and loaded it in the back of my car. My son sat in the front seat, eager, yet … Continue reading
Ink Spots Blog: 8/20/13
We live in an age when you can get nearly anything cheaper at anytime thanks to the Internet. People have choices — almost too many choices. A business can no longer thrive just because it is the only game in … Continue reading
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The Dead Oak in Winter
Jack and June Barnhill’s marriage stood like a dead oak in winter. From the outside, it looked strong and mighty. But on the inside, it was brittle, twisted and rotten. After 50 years of marriage, they sat across from each … Continue reading
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Ink Spots Blog: 8/19/13
Wyatt Waters can paint. Wyatt Waters can sing. Wyatt Waters can write songs and play guitar. I like to get him in the same room so that hopefully some of his talent will rub off on me. I had him … Continue reading
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Finding Memories Up in the Sky
Sometimes the best memories aren’t found on the ground. My two oldest sons and I stopped by the Madison airport Saturday afternoon to see if a B-17 had made its promised appearance. It hadn’t. We visited with a couple of … Continue reading
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Ink Spots Blog: 8/16/13
A drum line can be like a time machine. I stood in the lobby of the local high school listening to the band play before the pep rally. Suddenly I could smell freshly cut Bermuda grass and felt my old … Continue reading
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