President Lincoln laughed heartily at Hawk’s line. Mary glanced at him and smiled. It was so good to hear him laugh again. He had not laughed in months. Behind them, the door to…
See that picture of me standing on the first tee? Notice the happy smile. It will be the last time I smile for the next four hours. I have a love-hate relationship with…
The fairly new Ford’s Theatre was decorated festively that April night, due largely to honor its most important guest of the evening. The building had originally been constructed in 1833 by pastor Obadiah Brown…
Harry descended the stairs cautiously, the stranger’s footsteps echoing below him in the darkness. The man did not hesitate, nor did he look back. He moved as one familiar with the building, confident in…
Harry descended the stairs cautiously, the stranger’s footsteps echoing below him in the darkness. The man did not hesitate, nor did he look back. He moved as one familiar with the building, confident in…
— A Serialized Historical Novel Chapter 1 It was going to be a momentous evening, one way or other. Plans had been made and it was time to put them in motion.
A Cold Winter Night in February of 1980 On Friday, February 22, 1980, I went to my girlfriend’s house for dinner after work. She made a nice meal, and afterward we sat down…
Good evening. In 1964, a mother brought home a record. She put it on while she prepared dinner for the family. She hummed along absentmindedly, not really listening, the way people do when…
The large-screen television was already on, waiting for the game to start, when Willy and his wife, Randi, arrived at the party. Once, this day had meant something — a major event, people milling…