RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME

Three days of backbreaking work clearing a path wide enough to squeeze a wagon through freely. Fortunately, we recruited several others...

Ever have an itch you could not reach? Stymied by a worry, frozen in time? An unfulfilled longing? A strong need or desire? Wondering...

Sunrise. I found Brett already inspecting the wagon. Satisfied, he climbed aboard and looked around. The weather was clear for the moment. Everyone prepared their mount. Brett confirmed, “I’ll handle the wagon.” Brett seemed a tad older. Weathered. On the tall side, confident, armed with a shoulder holster, on the wagon seat, I spotted a high-powered sniper rifle with a scope resting on a black drag bag. I understood he was an investigator working for anyone willing to hire h

Months ago spent 12-weeks uncluttering, minimizing. Now spring cleaning. First, cover the pool with a solar bubble cover, pool temp now...

Talking-heads and journalists fill print media and air waves with angst. Our children cannot do math. Eighty percent of mathematical...

My plan: to hide. Stay in my cubicle. Get to the kitchen early, get my job done, never make eye contact, ignore everyone, then back to my nook. Be invisible. Lead a team, me? No way. Hell, there was a long list of jobs I'd rather do than lead. Scooping poop, doing dishes, digging ditches, hiding behind an apron, taking orders, following mundane directions — all fine by me. All right, stop. Focus. The truth: A reputation I never earned chased me. Take charge? No, I'd rather st

Paul and I examined the menu posted on the wall of the Ice Cream Parlor one night, trying to decide what we could purchase for a quarter....

I’ve heard about these teams, selected men and women sent out to steal anything not nailed down by any means necessary. Once outside the fence, you are vulnerable, facing roving bands of thieves competing for control of territory, hunting for materials, sellable supplies, and wood. And bounty hunters, crude wanted posters with attached rewards. Dead or alive. An unspoken reason for assigning individuals to these units, they are freaks, thrill-seekers, often unpredictable or e

Defined as a historical account written from a personal perspective (knowledge) and/or primary/secondary sources. They are stories pulled...

My head was pounding and my stomach ached as if someone had punched me repeatedly. I stood on the roof, bent over the retaining wall, vividly recalling last night’s incident. So confident he was. Below, beyond the wall, workers digging, preparing for another victim of the times, lowered for eternity. Lost in my thoughts, a soft voice breaks the moment. “Excuse me, Jesse?” I slowly turn to an unexpected sight. Focusing my attention on a young, petite woman standing nearby. She