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No One Wanted To Be A Hero

No one wanted to be a hero. No one.  Not now, anyway. It was over, pretty much, or would be soon enough. That’s what everyone was saying. That’s what newspapers said and the last one most guys saw was “yesterday’s … Continue reading

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Meeting an AmericanWorld War II Hero 74 years later or “Dad, the metal detector just paid for itself”

Can we really touch the past?  I think so.  It can hit you like when you visit a place such as Gettysburg or the cemeteries at Normandy and see the names engraved on the markers.  The fallen heroes buried there … Continue reading

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Drifting in the Driftless

It would be an unusual fisherman who doesn’t dream of finding an undiscovered river. And if not a river then an unknown spot on a known river. And if not a spot, then at least going out on a day … Continue reading

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Curmudgeon

There’s a stage in the life of a man, when in the middle of a fall afternoon, likely a Friday, he’s in his yard raking leaves maybe, or getting the mail. He’s not wearing a stretched-out cardigan, one with those … Continue reading

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The Urge

How long had I been there? Standing stiff, me looking down at the carpet, just like the officer demanded. Waiting for what I didn’t know. It would be bad, of course, but how bad? The two who brought me in … Continue reading

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Di-a-tomaceous Death

Tommy Fitzgerald sat stiffly in his truck, toying with a stale Marlboro he kept in reserve in the clean ashtray, a deliberate temptation to prove he didn’t have to smoke anymore. It was the last one and so long to … Continue reading

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Back to the Front

They’d been at it all day. Walking, swinging the detector, alternating between who would yell ‘here’ and who would dig. The yells came on fast and furious in the first couple of hours. As the day wore, the yells turned … Continue reading

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Bye. The Numbers

My boy called the other day. My boy. Listen to me. My boy. My boy’s 40-something, nearly 50 year’s old. Can you imagine? I still call him ‘my boy. Maybe I’m getting old. What am I talking about? Hell, I … Continue reading

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Fiction

Over My Dead Body Curmudgeon Little Ones The Better Version Scarecrow & Dorothy Urge To Go In Counter A Serious Lucky Streak The Devil’s Disciple Magic Mushrooms Coaxial This Island Hopping A Virtual Life Oskar Forsooth Sayer Hold That Head … Continue reading

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