An Open Letter to the Men and Women of the U.S. MarinesI know that you have no desire to fight anyone. Warriors know that a peaceful solution is the best solution. But, when peace is not forthcoming and it’s time to fight, you have always stepped forward to protect our country, and us. The bravery […]
(Published in; “A Fifth Portion of Chicken Soup”) Hurricane Bertha left me in a bad mood. I had managed to maintain my sour disposition for several days in spite of the attempts of almost everybody to cheer me up. After all, I had a few leaks in my ceiling at the gallery, the floors were […]
Fathers Day 1998…11:40 P.M. My son called a few minutes ago to wish me a happy Fathers Day. He apologized for not sending me a gift. And then he gave me a gift. One of the best gifts I’ve ever received. He told me about his week. His trip toHattiesburg,Mississippito sell his […]
I miss my old truck. I sold her to someone unknown a few years ago and I have often feared that she has been turned into something less than a Lady of Leisure. She didn’t really work too hard, just hauled me from place to place most of the time, with periodic small loads of […]
Duel In The Sun by Bob Thomas I pulled myself into the small cave with my dog Rascal, and tried to be as quiet as possible. I had been wounded two or three times . . . nothing serious, just flesh wounds in the arms and shoulder. That darn Apache was a deadly shot, but […]
“Donut Dollie” The time was 1967. Linda Jones had graduated from UNC Greensboro the previous year and was teaching at Stone Elementary schoolat Camp Lejeune,NC when she met Valerie Wilhelm. Valerie had just returned from serving inVietnamas a Donut Dollie. After hearing the stories of Valerie’s exciting travels and what the Red Cross services had […]
My Dad… My Dad was a bicycle salesman for most of my life. He started selling Schwinn Bikes when I was in the fifth grade. Before that time he sold furniture, insurance, theater advertising, he was a short order cook, owned a restaurant, worked on the dinning car for Southern Railroad, drove a city […]
This was written at the celebration of the opening of my Brother’s new office building. Dear Bill, As a ‘Big Brother’ you are the leader of the pack. So, today, I wanted to give you something to show you how much you mean to me. Unfortunately, good looks have to be inherited, so I can’t […]
Aunt Babs I had an Aunt “Babs”. Everyone should have one. I feel sorry for those who don’t. She is not ordinary. Ordinary describes most everyone, and she is not like anyone I’ve ever met in my entire life. Extra-ordinary doesn’t seem to do her justice either. . . I guess she’s just wondrous, amazing, […]
As I have fewer opportunities, I recall opportunities lost. . . Bob Thomas Although some say that writers write to entertain or inform others. I suspect that we write with only ourselves in mind. For an armature writer I think our goal is primarily to entertain ourselves, or a few others who may […]