Rail Route
The young man knelt down on one knee by the track, picked up the flattened penny from the spot on the rail on which he had placed it half an…
The young man knelt down on one knee by the track, picked up the flattened penny from the spot on the rail on which he had placed it half an…
If there were any one game I can’t get down, even halfway, it is golf. Golf as a topic of conversation with someone goes something like this: Them: “Do you…
“Malcolm was here.” Served me right. It was my first full year teaching. Malcolm was an eighth grader who was the most infamous student in the school (it was a…
I’ve met a stranger. As a matter of fact, anybody I come across whom I’ve never met and with whom I exchange “how-do-you-dos” is a stranger to me. At least…
The absence of geography courses in American elementary and secondary school curriculums these days is a concern. Yes, it is important for young people to know where places are in…
The date was May 25, 1999. Some fifty eight years after the attack on Pearl Harbor, but it, too, is a day that will live in infamy. For it was…
Take a look at your salt shaker the next time you sit down at the dinner table. Or the canister of Morton’s Salt in your cupboard. Now take a gander…
Raise your hand if you still subscribe to and read a hardcopy newspaper every morning or day. It’s OK if you don’t. In the modern era, newspapers are just as…
Well, I guess I’m “dating” myself with this entry. Many fellow baby boomers (born 1946-1964) will recognize some if not all of these classic rock guitarists, their bands, and the…
Note: These stories are shown as written many years ago (1974) by yours truly as an eighth-grader in junior high school. They will remain unedited. Chapter 1 It all happened…