Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Wednesday, October 21, 2020

THE LAST DEBATE

Well, they're supposed to go at it one last time before the election. I can't imagine it will be civil, even with the newly installed mute button. Will they stick to a topic? Will we learn anything new? I expect not. It's likely to be another measuring contest between two bull-headed partisans. The... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

THE HANDYMAN

While my daughter was here in late September, she asked me about a couple little projects that needed attention, things like replacing the storm door at the back of the house. I said I had called a handyman, he'd given me a bid and then never showed up to do the work. So a week or so ago she told me... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 19, 2020

OFFICE GAMES

If you read the previous story "Public Service" then you recognize Wesley Cruikshank as one of those handsy-Andy types who were all too common in the workplace, taking advantage of women. The story is based on observations I made on the job in the late '60s early '70s. Mama warned me when I was... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 18, 2020

PUBLIC SERVICE, conclusion

And with that, Wesley Cruikshank went into his office, grabbed his hat from the rack, locked the deputy’s keys in his desk and left. On Monday everyone walked on eggs, kept their noses to the grindstone. The only one who applied for the deputy’s position was the widow French. There were formalities... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 17, 2020

PUBLIC SERVICE, cont'd

When Barbara prepared her first transcript of a city council meeting instead of having Hazel Grubb proofread it Wesley made a point of looking it over himself as the lovely widow stood nearby. He breathed deeply of Barbara’s subtle scent, an Estee Lauder floral. When Hazel saw the lissome Barbara... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 16, 2020

PUBLIC SERVICE

Hazel Grubb was the Deputy in charge when Wesley Cruikshank, the City Clerk, was out of the office. Hazel had a mind like a steel trap and a pleasant manner. Everybody liked her. Wesley appointed her so she could tend to all official duties any time he was “in conference,” otherwise known as his... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 15, 2020

Game Over

I was standing by the rail fence, leaning on it, arms folded on the top rail, resting my chin and taking in the scene: rolling hills in the far distance, tree line at the other edge of the pasture, a carpet of clover and grass nearby. There were bees and butterflies, a sorrel mare with her... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 14, 2020

FIRST SWEETHEART

It was the 6th grade at Kennewick Elementary, at a time when we mostly stayed in one classroom and learned all subjects from one teacher. There was the single file march to PE class in the gym, changing into our white gym shorts and tees, learning volleyball or the polka or standing in a big circle... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 12, 2020

GREAT AGAIN?

(The Year 2020) I walk barefoot through rough terrain; the cold has numbed the soles of my feet, I no longer feel the sharp stones, nor pay attention to red ooze tracing my steps. The road from misery to possibility goes on forever. There are no official signs, just hopeful gaps in the mountains,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

YARD SALE AT THE MAIN STREET CENTER

The two volunteers who tended to the Boutique pre-Covid shutdown, had been there all along, sorting donations, taking some clothes home to wash and iron, pricing the items, checking online for name brands of accessories, getting things on hangers and arranged as outfits. Sales in normal times... Sign in to see full entry.

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