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Passion… Pass it on…

Passion… Pass it on…

I sit here, thinking of my son. My youngest that is. I have two. I, as almost all parents are, am proud of my children. But I digress. My youngest and I were in San Angelo, Texas, and we attended an arena football game. The opposing team, who was from Alaska, needed...

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The Old Woman on the Street

The Old Woman on the Street

I sat at a table on the restaurant's patio, sipping my mocha, pen in hand, observing the rushing crowd when I saw her. How could I not? For she was the only one not in a hurry to be somewhere but was dawdling in each moment. The old woman was an odd-looking sort with...

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True Colors

True Colors

A conviction is a strong belief that so governs your decisions you are willing to die for it. History is full of leaders who changed the world because of their convictions. Let's look at what they are, exactly. Convictions are a strong inward compass. Ethics results...

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A Day on the Farm….

A Day on the Farm….

As a child, I had seventy acres of land ready for daily exploration and adventures. Only after becoming an adult did I realize the differences between country and city living. Often the stories of my childhood become an enamored interest to others. Here is one such...

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A three month stay in Hawaii

A three month stay in Hawaii

 In the summer of 2012, I spent three months in Ohau, Hawaii. But before I go there, here is some background on how I got this dream job. I am an aircraft mechanic in addition to being an author. It is because of my experience  that I was offered and accepted an...

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Scarred

Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the...

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Past Home #Writer’s Prompt

Past HomeWriter's Prompt My childhood home came into view. I was half tempted to turn and run away, fast. I stood perfectly still looking at the walls that fashioned my past and, ultimately, who I was. Both good and bad memories rushed forward, leaving me breathless....

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Dangerous Dive #Writers Prompt

Dangerous DiveWriter’s PromptThe breathtaking view stopped me from donning my cold water wet suit, but only for a moment as the excitement of diving in such tranquility stirred me. If only I had known the danger beforehand, then I would have stayed above water that...

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