Monthly Archives: February 2007

The Great Train Robbery

Before he became a dairyman, Grandpa Bill claimed to be a lawman. Everyone doubted it though because Grandpa was also known for his stories. For my eighth birthday Mom and Dad let me and Adam go for a visit to … Continue reading

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A Bear for Lunch

Uncle Adam took my brother and wandered down the coulee to see if they could scare up an elk. Dad sat in the front seat of our Studebaker truck we called Buella. He was eating from his silver-colored work pail. … Continue reading

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A Track Fix

To say my senior year of high school was a difficult one, would be an understatement. Few things seemed to go well for me and worse yet, the stuff that went wrong seemed to be mostly of my doing. One … Continue reading

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For Reals

Dad was a scout master while Mom was den mother. I was a cub scout and eventually a boy scout, though I didn’t stay with it for very long after that. One of the many events was a large scout … Continue reading

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Keeping Quiet

It was the first and only time I saw Dad throw-up after working an accident scene. And I couldn’t blame him as it was one of the worst deadly wrecks I had ever responded too. The little Volkswagen Rabbit was … Continue reading

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Reality Claus

Marcy was six-years old when she announced to the family that Santa Claus wasn’t real. We were sitting at the supper table, preparing to eat. Without thinking, Mom responded, “Jus’ like the Easter Bunny.” Suddenly Marcy’s face drooped as her … Continue reading

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The Rundown

It was deer hunting season and Uncle Ron, Dad and I were scouring the hillside for any sign of the animals. We had returned to the truck and had plans to head home when Ron decided to walk over to … Continue reading

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