Short Stories - Page 5 of 7

IT’S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!

It’s that time of year and I’m giddy. No, I’m not talking about Thanksgiving or Christmas, it’s something more appealing to this old Chebanse boy. It’s time for football game between my beloved boys in…

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MEET US IN SEDONA

Ever been to Sedona Arizona? If not, you would do well to put it on your bucket list. The place is spectacular. We go every year and are always amazed by what we see that…

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ARCHIE MEETS JACK AT HALLOWEEN

It was a dark and windy Halloween night, just about the time when curfew was chasing all’s the little kids back inside when my doorbell rang. I’d already put away the candy bowl as it…

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PAUL & KRIS

“Hello, American This is Paul Harvey! Stand byyy for newwws!” I loved to listen to the Paul Harvey show every day at noon. He’d report the news in an interesting way, and in a conservative…

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TALES FROM THE GOLF COURSE

A bunch of golfers and hackers recently went on our annual pilgrimage to the Sandy Pines Golf Club in DeMotte Indiana. If you’ve never played there, check out the spectacular sixth hole. It’s nothing short…

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WHATS IN A (ROCK BAND) NAME?

As many of those who read my columns and short stories know, I’m a classic rock junkie. I can’t help myself. I’m a walking encyclopedia on rock music trivia. That information and six…

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ME AND MY BABY

Back in the sixties the country was turbulent. Viet Nam was wearing thin on folks. Civil disobedience, riots, mayhem, and hippies were everywhere.  Rock and roll music had become the petulant child of the music…

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GO YOUR OWN WAY

It’s been three years since my divorce from Kevin. After twenty-one years of marriage, he said he wanted a divorce. We were sitting on the couch together watching “Law & Order.” I was playing a…

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HURRY UP AND WAIT

But he really had to go! There I was, sitting in a dilapidated Detroit Michigan jail cell. There was blood smeared on the dirty cinder-block walls. There was also a rather large hairy man with…

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CAN I HAVE A LICK

Having finished dinner with friends at a little Italian restaurant about twenty-five miles from our home, my wife and I set off to return home. On the way, we stopped at a drive-up ice creamery…

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