My Dad, The Lifesaver
“I think they saved our lives,” she said of the men…
“I think they saved our lives,” she said of the men…
At that, the crowd around me silenced and a pair of attractive Johnson County housewives gave me a disgusted look.
When I came home from work the other day and the thermostat read 48, I knew it was time.
While the initial reaction of “just shoot the bugger” was met with initial approval, it didn’t take long to realize that this would leave camp drenched in skunk spray.
Last weekend was the opener of Kansas’ pheasant hunting season.
Until this moment I’d nearly forgotten about the whole thing, like a bad dream dreamt early in the night.
Laura was flipping through the catalog back at my place and she came to a page that featured a set of decorative moose antlers.
We’re at a diner near Chamberlain, South Dakota eating breakfast before a day of pheasant hunting.
During his post-game, on-camera interview coach Paterno was asked what’s kept him motivated and inspired to coach for all these years?
Dwayne fell, and fell, and fell. I was starting to believe that he kept falling just to have an excuse to take a break from walking.
I sometimes wonder what the allure of front porch watching could possibly be, until I recently got a glimpse of life in the porch lane.
Resigned to the delay, I looked out the window at Lake Michigan.
She might as well be a seven year old kid facing at a four foot pile of Autumn leaves….
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