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    I Miss Johnny Cash

    I Miss Johnny Cash It seems like he was always there in the radio waves and on the TV. His deep baritone voice always grabbed me in a way that was unique. He said one time in an interview,
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    Friday Night Fights at the Davenport's

    The Friday Nights were as regular as clockwork growin' up where we did. Daddy and Momma would got to Hamp Prichard's house most of the time, where I was the only kid. That was neat, bein' all of five or six, I liked gettin' all the attention I could. I remember that Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer and...
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    Bow To The KING. Epilogue

    Nope, we never did see much of ole' Indian Lonnie again. That was godo news for us little heathens at Thomas Road. One thing I remember now that I did not as I wrote the story...Ole Lonnie did take us by surprise one more time. About three weeks after his most-welcomed departure we were all...
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    Bow to the KING! A Thomas Road Adventure

    The year was about 1962 when me and my buddies were about 14 or so. The place was the Thomas Road neighbor and everywhere around it for a half mile or so. We had all grown up together and knew each other very well--all the strong points and all the quirks. We knew who we could bluff and who...
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    Real Irish Treasure Story

    Just a Strange Day Digging at the Park Just thought I'd share this. It is a special story. aj Have you ever had one of those day's that are just plain strange to the point that it makes you sit and THINK about where or why we choose the spots we do to hunt? Well yesterday was one of those...
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    A Wash Day Afternoon

    I recall a story Mother told about me, down through the years and Linda has asked that I share it. I told it to her this week and she was delighted, laughing out loud, said she'd never heard it before. So here goes. A little background: Daddy was a plain spoken man, prone to...
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    Memories of Squirrel and Gravy

    I know some of you folks shudder at the thought of eating squirrels. But when I was growing up, squirrel was a regular part of our diet. Mother made the best fried squirrel, or even squirrel and dumplings. But I have to admit, during the past 15 years or so, my appetite has waned a bit, for...
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    The Blue Machine - a lesson in character-building

    Friends of the forum: The
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    Part III - Epilogue - Puppy Love

    After Part II, I wrote this quite a bit later, as you can tell. Enjoy. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Epilogue to Puppy Love June 4, 2004 This forum is such a blessing. Without it I would have never written "Puppy Love" or the dozens of others. Last...
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    Puppy Love (Part II)

    (thanks for your previous comments, folks. Please enjoy part II. It is my pleasure. aj) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> She had no idea I was there at that particular instant. But then she whirled around for no good reason and our eyes met instantly...
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    Puppy Love (a repost)

    I wrote this story for the Royal
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    The Turk With the Smirk

    Lil' Brother and I hit the turkey woods today for a little scoutin' before the big event, which begins next Saturday morning. It reminded me of an ole tom that had to be the luckiest of them all. Can we tell you about it? One day, Thomas and I went to the woods and split up as usual. We were...
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    Back in the saddle again...

    Well, not quite. I AM back from the land of the oppressed, thanks to Hurricane Rita. As most of you know, I have spent the past seven weeks in Jasper and Newton counties, Texas, supervising bunches of trucks. Our mission? ...to get all storm-related debris off the public rights of way (city...
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    The Scrap Drawer

    As I was on the mountain enjoying the solitude that only a great God could make, my mind wandered back to my early childhood as I leaned back in my folding chair. The time machine was engaged and I was rolling back. For some reason, the machine stopped at about 1960. As I drifted in and out...
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    TIme to Slow Down, a little bit

    (I found this story I was workin' on today. I don't think I ever posted it, so here she is. I came across this old wagon wheel in the early spring as I was doin' a little turkey hunting. C'mon along if you have time.) aj The Wagon Wheel I found an old wagon wheel the other day. Looking...
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    Milestones are Bittersweet

    Yesterday, our beautiful Ashlea received her senior ring. It is a gorgeous thang...no doubt. For what we paid for it, it SHOULD be. She has worked so hard this past year and is doing well. The ring is the highlight of every junior's year. I suppose it says, "You've arrived." Yup I reckon...
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    The Good Doctor's Lair

    Nearing nine years now, we moved to the Hilltop, as we call our homeplace, here in Pearcy, Arkansas. It was a good buy for many reasons. First, it bordered 400 acres to the south of us that was used only for an "old man's" hunting club. (They hunt only four or five days a year) To the north...
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    Treasure from THE BOOK

    We have a bunch of Bibles around the Hilltop. The one on the "Bible Table" is the main study Bible. If you were wonderin' it is a WA Crisswell Study Bible (C) 1979 (out of print). The Treasure is speaks of from cover to cover is JESUS. However, this is not the treasure I write of tonight...
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    Homestead Harvest - Finale - Chapter Five

    Chapter 5 Now, however cute this may seem to you, it was not so cute to me. With the additional variables added to the equation i.e. (1) the fact the other bird was giving his
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    Alright already. I hate to hear a cowboy cry. :) Homestead Harvest: Chapter 4

    Chapter 4 The arrow seemed to miss its mark. That's not surprising, giving the distance and all. But the gobbler danced around a bit, being unnerved, I supposed, by the sudden whooosssh that went past him and the sound of the impact just six feet from him
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