My Scribblings

While some tales may seem a little tall, they all have some basis in real life experiences - some more factual than others.
I've begun to wonder if some of my youthful memories are those of others, told to me so many times, that I now believe they are mine.

Family Tales

Are You My Grandfather?
At a distance -- he had appeared as all the rest.  With each step I took though, his appearance seemed to change.-More-

Uncle Orville and Mr. Sesame
My Uncle Orville was quite the kidder.  If you didn’t know him very well, you couldn’t tell when he was pulling your leg and when he wasn’t.-More-

No Pictures, Please!
I've always been a "live and let live" kind of a guy, but that squirrel had eaten its way over the line that separated acceptable behavior from just plain "pushing it." -More-

Family Tales
(Not)
Whispers
The wires and tubes fed life into the motionless body that could not feed itself, but they could do nothing to make this lifeless flesh move.-More-

Poetic Experiences

The Ants, The Wall, The Fall
Samantha and I found ourselves home alone and unsupervised. The ants had won the latest skirmish so I decided to attack on a different front. Thus began my downfall . . .
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If I Could Fly
If I could fly
The birds and I
A sight to see we'd be.
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Links
By my very existence, solidly
I am linked to the beginning of time,-More-

Random Ramblings

Things They Won't Let Me Do
So many of the fun things I remember are just not considered proper for an "adult" to do, but why should kids have all the fun?
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How's The Hovercraft Coming?
From an early age I felt that given the right tool, in combination with the proper level of concentration,
I could fly.
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Bits of Ill-Logic
Sounds logical,
just don't think about it too long.
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