Chocolate Fried Memories

Chocolate Fried Memories

“Grandpa, these are perfect!” They’re not. The little half-circle pies have imperfection written all over them, from the re-rolled pastry dough right down to the non-symmetrical pleats on the edges. The gooey chocolate filling is nothing more than cocoa, sugar, and...
Bread. Today.

Bread. Today.

The sun shone today. After a week of rain, wind, and gloom, the sun shone and warmed the earth. I sat in my easy chair most of the day. Finally, about half an hour before the sun dropped from the western sky, I moved. “I’m going to take a walk.” I expected her to say,...
Hope Grows. Soft.

Hope Grows. Soft.

It’s a new experience for me, stroking the hair of a woman who is not my wife. I promise I won’t make a habit of it. Still, it is a new experience I will not soon forget. I didn’t intend to do it. The young lady came into the rehearsal hall wearing a cap, which wasn’t...
How Did We Get Here?

How Did We Get Here?

It was the first thing I thought when the words came out of nowhere. Well, not nowhere, since my friend spoke them with his own mouth, but I wasn’t sure what the catalyst for the thought had been. I’m still not sure. “Why didn’t you become a preacher, Paul?” I’m...
What Are You Looking At?

What Are You Looking At?

The jaunty little runabout pulled by a chestnut mare sped along at a good clip, its spoked wheels flashing in the evening sun. The bench seat, with room for only two, bounced a little on leaf springs designed to smooth the ride in places where the road wasn’t always...

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