You Might Be Over 70 IF....................

You Might Be Over 70 IF................

1. Grocery bagger insists on helping you with your cart (on your way in)

2.  You get fighting mad when "Meals on Wheels" is late

3.  Goodwill makes delivery stops to your home

4.  "Help, I Fallen and Can't Get Up" is your new motto

5.  Teenage drivers give you one-half of the Victory sign

6.  Wal-Mart asks if you would like to be a Greeter

7.  Nine-month pregnant women stand to give you their seat

8.  You automatically get the Senior Discount

9.  Pre-schoolers open doors for you without prompting

10. Your doctor strongly urges you not to buy green bananas


                                                       Glenn <><  2013

BRING BACK LARGE HATS FOR WOMEN !!

                                       

 

        

I MAKE NO CLAIM TO UNDERSTANDING WOMEN'S FADS OR FASHIONS. HOWEVER I
LONG FOR THE DAY WHEN LARGE HATS WILL AGAIN ADORN THE HEADS OF WOMEN.

LARGE HATS BRING  A REGAL AURA, A SUBTLE STATEMENT OF FEMININITY, AND A CALM CONFIDENCE TO ALL SISTERS OF THE SORORITY OF EVE.

I Ain't Jokin'---THIS IS FOR REAL !!!!!!

I recently saw a hand-drawn, Magic Marker sign that really caught my attention. It is reproduced verbatim here. THE SIGN WAS AT A DOCTOR'S OFFICE !!!!!


SELF-ESTEEM SUPPORT GROUP MEETS


                           TONIGHT

                   (USE BACK DOOR)


Truth is indeed stranger than fiction.

RAIN DROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY MINI-VAN

 Oklahoma has been in an extreme drought for several months. Today a massive blizzard hit the western portion of the Sooner state. Our side of the state got rain. We received a much needed slow steady rain for several hours.


On one of my many daily trips I returned home and just sat in the mini-van listening to the the Heaven sent moisture. Made me feel like a kid again.

God is Good!

A HAIRY POEM !!!!!!!

                        THE COMB OVER

        It had been many years since their engagement was over

        Each had marriages that went south now each was a rover

        By phone they met again and planned a picnic in the clover

        Sadly it was a one day date because she saw his comb over


        ------------ Glenn <>< 2013 

There's A Whole Different World Out There!

TAKE A FEW MINUTES TO CHECK THIS URL. I THINK YOU WILL BE SURPRISED.

http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/things-i-learned-at-the-national-hobo-convention


"Okie Zoomie"

"HE STOPPED LOVING HER TODAY" ---George Jones

I AM AN UNREPENTANT   CLASSIC COUNTRY MUSIC FAN. MOST CLASSIC COUNTRY TELLS A STORY. GEORGE JONES IS ONE OF THE ALL-TIME GREATS.

YOU CAN WATCH HIM SING THIS SONG ON YOU TUBE. THE LYRICS RESONATE WITH ME. HOPE YOU LIKE THEM ALSO:

HE STOPPED LOVING HER TODAY

Written by R. V. Braddock and C. Putman, Jr. 

He said I'll love you 'til I die
She told him you'll forget in time
As the years went slowly by 
She still preyed upon his mind

He kept her picture on his wall
Went half crazy now and then 
He still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again

Kept some letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single I love you

I went to see him just today
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years

(Chorus)
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today

(Spoken)
You know she came to see him one last time
Oh and we all wondered if she would
And it kept running through my mind
This time he's over her for good

(Repeat Chorus)

PERSONAL NOTE: FEW THINGS IN LIFE ARE WORSE THAN A ONE-SIDED ROMANCE. 

In America You Have The Right To Be Wrong !

"We'll Understand It Better By and By"

That wonderful old hymn of the church has encouraged millions over the years.

I have learned a few things in later life I didn't know as a teenager. Here's a few:

1. I understand why my folks needed a nap on Sunday afternoon.

2. I realize the paycheck always runs out before the month does.

3. Loaning someone a book is the same as giving it away.

4. On the eighth day God created Tupperware.

5. Old folks don't always go to sleep when they go to bed early.

6. Grandkids represent God giving us a second chance.

7. The guy next door has as many problems as you do.

8. Our favorite items will be at the Goodwill someday.

9  Black and White movies have good writers, great actors, and superb directors

10. On your day off the phone will never stop ringing.

RECENTLY UNEARTHED HISTORY OF COUNTY JENNINGSHIRE

AN HISTORIC ARCHAEOLOGICAL DISCOVERY HAS CAST NEW LIGHT ON THE EARLY HISTORY OF COUNTY JENNINGSHIRE. PARCHMENTS FOUND IN  NIXON'S CAVE REVEAL NEW INSIGHTS ON THE EARLY DAYS OF OUR COUNTY. THE CONTENTS ARE AS FOLLOWS:

Once upon a time the normally hostile fiefdoms of County Jenningshire came together to attempt to solve a troublesome common problem. Those present included:

                                         The Maid of Marion
                                          Robin of Lovett
                                          Count & Countess of Commiskey
                                          Viscount of Vernon
                                          Duke & Duchess of Deputy
                                          Wizard of Weston Bottoms
                                          Witch of Walnut Ridge
                                           Ira of Whitaker    
                                            (aka Sheriff of Nottingham)
                                           Prince of Paris Crossing
The problem was a band of undisciplined youth operating as Pirates on the Great Graham Creek. The Pirates, both boys and girls, were boarding ships, stealing the cargo and sinking the ships. In addition, the Pirates were burning barns, stealing livestock, and cutting donuts in the hay fields. All efforts to stop them proved futile.

Several solutions were proposed. Most dealt with the complete eradication of the youth. However, it was quickly pointed out that  new replacements would arrive every year and the problem would start all over again. 

 It was the Prince of Paris Crossing who came up with a solution that was quickly adopted. Build a prison, we'll call it a school, and require all youth to attend for four years. After that their sentences would be commuted and set free. To ensure youth would attend, the school mascot would be the Pirates.

Brilliant solution. The problems of the Pirates on the Great Graham Creek were solved and guards, called teachers, were hired to keep the youth at the school during the day.

And they all lived happily ever after, Well, most did.

THE STORY BEHIND THE STORY

1. Barry Day was originally imagined to be a rich city cousin of Bubba and Junior. The boys were to visit Barry with all sort of resulting mayhem during the visit . As you have seen, Bubba and Junior never made the story because it quickly developed in another direction. My writing is "Like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get."

2. I have been on all of the military bases mentioned in the story. (Plus a couple of dozen more). Each one has a wealth of experiences that make an endless source of characters and plots. Shemya might require multiple volumes! 

3. Unintentionally, the end of the story has many possible interpretations. I hit upon the ending as something of a surprise Dickensesque finale. After writing and rewriting, I discovered there could easily be all sorts of hidden meaning.  Here's a few:

    a. Barry truly learned to forgive Lisa and wished her well.

    b. Barry was still in love with Lisa and wanted to rekindle the fire. 
    c. Barry saw this as an opportunity to get even by giving her the opportunity to fail on the loan. He could then repo the double-wide. She had "repoed" her love from him many years ago.

    d. Barry wanted to make a statement that he was again on top and she missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime.

While I ended the story with no thought of continuing it, I can now see that the door is slightly ajar for additional writing using these same characters. As of this point in time, I have no plans to continue the story.   

Writing serves as therapy for me. I am grateful to readers of this Blog and their continued encouragement!
      

LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY---PART 4

          PLEASE READ PARTS 1,2 & 3 FIRST

                                                      YOU CAN GO HOME AGAIN


   LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY--PART 4

Had Barry’s long streak of luck been broken? Was he just another ordinary guy after all? Barry got a three week leave and went back to Felderburg to get himself together. He spent much of the time alone. On Friday night just before he went back to Minot he attended the opening night at the annual German Wurst Fest.  Things would never be the same after that night.

It was a long accepted custom for tickets to be sold to determine who would have the first dance with the Wurst Fest queen---this year was Helda Wenderson. She was dressed in traditional German attire.  Her blond neatly braided pigtails and bright blue and white checkered dress with wide jumper straps highlighted her quiet outer and inner beauty.  Knee high white stockings amplified her shapely figure. Her genuine smile made a fellow want to wrap her up and take her home to mother. Her face reflected an innocent wholesomeness. Her smile was so captivating he felt as if he was beholding the original allurement of Eve in the unspoiled Garden of Eden. Barry would later learn she and her family moved from Milwaukee to Felderburg about the same time he and Lisa moved to Minot. Furthermore, her father was the pastor of the largest Lutheran church in Felderburg.

Sometimes a person must cast his bread upon the waters and see what happens. Barry bought one ticket and silently waited for the drawing. Barry’s ticket was drawn to start the official opening of the three day celebr dustation. Smiles and constant eye contact served as the main medium of conversation.

Barry asked and was granted permission to escort Queen Helda home. For the next two days the two of them were nearly inseparable. Barry felt as if each tender embrace and passionate kiss was the gateway to a timeless eternity and a star dust path to infinite space. He attempted twice to tell her the full details of his previous marriage. Each time she would softly say, “I know.”  Barry’s luck seemed to be back.

Strangely, old westerns again popped into his recollection. This time he was the ragged, bearded prospector that was more dead than alive and barely able to crawl to a life-saving fresh spring of water. Barry Day felt alive again. He was alive! He was alive! Hey world, I am alive!

 He returned to Minot a totally different person than when he left. He phoned Helda every day; sometimes two or three times a day on weekends. A year later they were married in a small military ceremony at the base chapel. Thrown rice never felt so good. The crossed sword exit from the chapel seemed to Barry to be the portal to genuine and long lasting love. While Barry never said it out loud, his feelings for Helda were deeper even than those felt for Lisa. He thought to himself, Lisa was a speed boat and Helda is a three-masted, majestic, silent, old world, sailing ship. The speed boat had raced over the horizon never to return. The tall sailing ship was safely and forever in his home port. To love and be loved is the greatest thing a person can experience. Yes sir, Barry Day was lucky once more.

Within a month he received orders to Ramstein Air Base, Germany. Helda spoke perfect German and helped launch a four year dream tour of all the major countries of Europe.  Captain Day was the number two man in the base Accounting and Finance Office. Barry’s father developed terminal cancer and he separated after 8 years of active duty to help his mother take care of him.

Back in Felderburg, Barry became the director of the bank’s loan department and was widely recognized as the future bank president in waiting. He and Helda had twin boys, Joshua and Caleb, and lived in a house about four blocks from Helda’s parents. The Barry Day family became faithful members of her father’s Lutheran church.

What happened next was straight out of a Dickens’s novel. A subordinate brought a loan application to Barry to sign the Disapproval statement. The subordinate briefed Barry on the applicant’s lackluster financial status. She is a single mother of four young kids; works as a truck stop waitress; has a credit score of 420; been married three times; and wants to purchase a 10 year-old double wide trailer for $4,800.

Barry scanned the application and surprised his subordinate by approving the loan. He said, “Tell Lisa this is her Lucky Day!”

 

Glenn <><  2013

 

THIS CONCLUDES THE SHORT STORY OF LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY. I HOPE YOU FOUND IT ENTERTAINING. IN A FEW DAYS I WILL POST "THE STORY BEHIND THE STORY."

LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY---PART 3

PLEASE READ PARTS 1 AND 2 FIRST
       

                                   THE MIDNIGHT OF THE SOUL


LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY--PART 3                               

When Barry came home from his office on the day Lisa and Steve had their first covert luncheon meeting, Barry immediately detected the unusual and delightful aroma of Lisa’s Dream Catcher fragrance. She received this perfume from an aunt in Santa Fe, NM. The aunt purchased it from a Native American sidewalk vendor who claimed magical and mystical results for the woman who wore this perfume. Lisa got a small bottle when she graduated from high school and another when she graduated from college.  

Barry inquired why she had chosen this day to wear his favorite perfume that had previously only been worn on special occasions. Lisa was now on the slippery downhill slope of changing half-truths into dangerous lies. She stated she chose this day because a group of Sioux Nation dancers performed at the day care. In fact, the dancers did perform at the day care; however, the real reason was she wanted to wow Steve on their inaugural long lunch hour hidden meeting. The perfume produced the desired effects. 

Fast forward four months later: Steve, in spite of his wife’s pleading for counseling with the base chaplain, divorced her. Ditto for Lisa and Barry. Six months later Lisa and Steve were married. Lisa and Steve found an off base apartment. Steve’s ex-wife took her daughter and went home to Kansas. Barry moved into the Bachelor Officers quarters. On two occasions, Barry was shopping in the Base Exchange when Lisa and Steve came in. On each occasion he put his items down on the nearest shelf and hastily walked out. How could Lisa look so happy and he felt so bad? Mercifully, Steve and his new bride were reassigned three months later.

Some retrospective might be helpful at this time.  It is the very nature of humans to attempt to find cause and effect for events, especially painful ones. Barry attempted many times to determine why Lisa was leaving him in favor of a man she had known for less than a year. Had he done or said something wrong? Was she unhappy in her work? Had she forgotten all of the good times they enjoyed in high school and college? Was Steve a better performer in the bedroom? Was the weather responsible for the divorce? Was she on drugs? Are you depressed? Have you grown tired of the Air Force? Did he promise you something I can’t provide? Do you still  love me? What about our wedding vows? I love you Lisa; even if you no longer love me just tell me why you are doing this. On and on the questions went. Each time she would generalize and say, “I can’t explain it.  I just know it is best for everyone.”

Barry quickly advanced from the early stages of Shock, to Denial, to Anger in the Grieving process. He felt unbelievable anger toward Lisa and Steve. He thought briefly of confronting Steve and duking it out---winner take all. He even thought of taking his own life. Time, reason, the base chaplain, a very challenging job, and a supporting mother and father helped him survive the midnight of his soul. To quote Robert Service “It’s the Hell served for breakfast that’s hard.” He later would recall he felt like the gut shot cowboys in old western movies. He didn’t want to live and he didn’t know how to die.


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LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY---- PART 2

            PLEASE READ PART 1 FIRST

                                          THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY


                   LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY

                                           PART 2

Barry and Lisa lived in a two bedroom officer housing quarters on base. Barry was a brand new “Butter Bar” and was assigned as Chief of the Plans and Programs Division in the Base Accounting and Finance Office. He quickly earned the respect and confidence of his subordinates and the full bird colonel division chief. Lieutenant Day routinely briefed the base vice commander, and occasionally the base commander, on new upcoming programs and the projected cost of completion. It seemed fitting he was quickly elected the president of the junior officers advisory council. Barry accidently overheard the base commander tell the wing commander that, ”Lt. Day is bright, looks like he just walked off a recruiting poster, and he has the prettiest wife on Minot Air Force Base!” He went home that night and shared the double praise with the smiling Lisa.

Lisa volunteered at the Special Services office two days a week and worked three days a week as a paid assistant in the base Day Care. She was happy to be busy, especially during the long cold winters. As the temperatures dropped the snow piled up.

She participated in a Tuesday unofficial lunch for junior officer wives. The conversation always included ultra sound results, due dates, progress of newborns and when was the new mother’s mother returning to her home. Lisa listened politely but was never able to contribute to the discussions. When honeymoons were brought up Lisa took center stage. Very few could top her and Barry’s. One proud mother-to-be, and new comer to Minot, said her due date was computed from her honeymoon. An all knowing smile adorned the faces of these junior officer’s wives.

It was on a Thursday night at the mixed league bowling lanes when Barry “Lucky” Day’s luck started to go south. Barry was in the restroom as Lisa was bending over to retie her bowling shoes. From behind her came a deep resonant, radio quality voice that asked, “May I help you?” Lisa turned to see the smiling face of Captain Steve McCory. She said, “Thanks, I got it.”

Instant physical attraction is hard to define. Was it his voice? Was it her unintended bending position? Was it his dark blue eyes? Was it her model-like appearance even in her loose fitting bowling shirt? Maybe it was his all season tanning bed body that caught her eye. Maybe it was Lisa’s confident voice that echoed her “I know where I’m going and how to get there” overall demeanor. She quickly spotted his border line compliance with Air Force haircut standards Simple answers to complex questions are seldom, if ever, correct.

He extended his hand and firmly shook her soft, well-manicured hand and exchanged brief introductions. Barry returned from the restroom and put his left arm around her waist. Lisa introduced him to Captain McCory. Many lives were now destined to change.

Barry told Steve he worked in the Accounting and Finance Office and Steve said he was a Launch Control Officer for the Minuteman III ICBM and worked 24 hour rotating shifts. Days later Steve would tell Lisa he saw her smile when he mentioned rotating shifts. Captain McCory was married; had a four year old daughter who was in the day care program and his wife worked off-base at Sears.

Steve and Lisa next met at the day care when Steve picked up his daughter on one of his days off. “Hello” and “Thanks” constituted the entire conversation. He came the next day to again pick up his daughter. On this second day she passed a sheet of paper with her phone number scribbled on it along with Steve’s daughter’s coloring for the day.

Many, if not most, of the times when we make life-altering decisions we have reasons that at least seem rational to ourselves. However, Lisa’s hurried writing of her phone number and giving it to Steve was not thought out. It was on the spur of the moment. She started almost immediately to justify her decision to herself. Am I as beautiful and desirable as I once was? The giving Steve her number was a quick one person poll to discover the answer. After all, he probably would never call and if he did she could always say, ” I made a mistake, please forgive me.” Her rationalization seemed to make a lot of sense. Besides that, I am married to the greatest and luckiest guy on the planet.

A week passed and he called her about 15 minutes before the base U.S. Flag was taken down and the National Anthem played over the base PA system. This daily event marked the completion of another day of defending this great nation. Everything comes to a standstill on all military installations during this important ritual.  Each spoke rapidly and a secret rendezvous was agreed upon. Both of their spouses would be returning home soon. Lisa was surprised she felt no pangs of conscience. In fact, she could feel her heart racing. Yes, she thought to herself that she was at last going to be Lisa, not Lieutenant Day’s pretty wife. She had no trouble falling asleep that night. Her last conscious thought was the upcoming secret meeting with Steve. What would he be like when they were alone?


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RESPONSE OVERWHELMING---NEW PART 2 DATE !

THANK YOU ! THANK YOU! THANK YOU !

THE RESPONSE TO PART 1 OF LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY HAS BEEN OVER THE TOP !  AS A RESULT, PART 2
WILL BE RELEASED SEVERAL DAYS EARLIER THAN PREVIOUSLY ANNOUNCED.


PART 2 WILL BE RELEASED ON 2-9-13 

CONTINUE TO INFORM AND SUGGEST OTHERS READ THE STORY. THANKS AGAIN !

LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY---Part 1

JUST RELEASED----FEBRUARY 7, 2013


                                                      INTRODUCTION

                             Lisa and Barry “Lucky” Day

 

Barry Day was not born on third base: But he was born somewhere between second and third. His father was the vice-president of the Felderburg National Bank and his mother was the daughter of the bank president.

Young Barry lived an easy and comfortable life. New sports car at age 16; captain of his state champion football team; and steady boyfriend of Lisa Wilson, the most beautiful cheerleader in school and a great candidate for the most beautiful girl in town. She was an 11 on the ubiquitous 10 scale.

 In spite of Barry’s much above average financial status, he never forgot he was very fortunate to enjoy the blessings of his birth.  Weather permitting; he would jog to and from school. He was the first to arrive for football practice and the last to leave. Teammates and coaches held his motivational leadership in high esteem. His six foot two inch frame reflected proper diet, lots of outdoor time, and abstinence from tobacco and alcohol. His light brown hair was cut in a close flat top style. Some of the girls privately said he looked like a modern day Tab Hunter. Everything about Barry seemed to reflect self-confidence, yet real humility.

He knew he was very lucky in this Midwestern town of 18, 673 people. Many of the residents were from German ancestry. In fact, Barry was called “Lucky” Day in high school and he openly enjoyed the nickname. Lisa knew she was lucky to date the BMOC. Lisa could have competed in beauty contests with her All-American face and “head turning” figure; however, she had her sights set on a much more important prize. Interestingly, Lisa secretly wanted their relationship to go further and faster that Barry seemed prepared to go.

After graduation, Barry and Lisa attended a small local liberal arts college. Lisa was planning on her MRS degree with Barry. Barry was studying banking and finance. He made a perfect 4.0 for four years.

Between Barry’s sophomore and junior year he joined the Air Force ROTC. His motivation was to travel and prove his worth on his own. He wanted to someday travel to Germany and visit Europe.

During his AFROTC basic training at Reece AFB in west Texas he was spotted as a natural leader and easily won the Commandant’s trophy for the most outstanding cadet at this demanding officer basic training. Barry once more lived up to his “Lucky” nickname.

Following college graduation, Barry was commissioned a second lieutenant and the following week he and Lisa were married in the largest wedding in the modern history of Felderburg. The 800 plus attendees brought so many gifts two pickup trucks were required to transport them to his mother and father’s six bedroom home three miles east of Felderburg.

The newlyweds honeymooned in Hawaii for ten blissful and heavenly days. In addition to lying on the beach, body surfing, skin diving, flying to other islands, shopping (Lisa really enjoyed the shopping) and sleeping until 11am each morning, the happy pair enjoyed breakfast in the Honeymoon Suite heart-shaped bed. The colorful meals always include large spears of pineapple; served on trays containing fresh orchids. Lisa repeatedly thought how lucky she was and she would often refer to herself as Mrs. “Lucky” Day.

Back on the reality of the mainland they had 20 days to prepare for their first duty assignment at the flat, super cold in the winter, Minot Air Force Base in Minot, North Dakota. Only Shemya Air Force Base in Alaska enjoyed a colder, more desolate reputation among service members.

As they entered Minot, they saw a large sign that probably had been erected by the Chamber of Commerce that asked, “Why Not Minot?” Some disgruntled citizen had spray painted below the business attracting question, “Freezin’ Is The Reason!” The Days would learn the temperatures would dip to 35 below zero during the winter.


WATCH FOR PART 2----TO BE RELEASED IN ABOUT A WEEK ..............................

JUST RELEASED: PART 1--LISA & BARRY "LUCKY" DAY

LITTLE OVER 24 HOURS BEFORE PART I POSTED

IN A LITTLE OVER 24 HOURS THE PART 1 OF MY FIRST SERIOUS FICTIONAL WORK WILL BE POSTED TO THIS BLOG.

TELL FAMILY AND FRIENDS (PG-13) RATING)

RELEASE DATE SET FOR FEBRUARY 7, 2013

IT IS NOW OFFICIAL----------- THE LONG AWAITED RELEASE OF THE FIRST PART OF MY LATEST FICTIONAL WORK IS SET FOR FEBRUARY 7, 2013.

THIS SHORT STORY HAS TAXED MY ABILITY AND EMOTIONS. I WAS BOTH SAD AND GLAD WHEN I FINISHED IT. (This may sound corny but writing fiction produces feelings and emotions that are in some ways stronger than real life. Rewriting is the toughest part of all. Each change affects the character and actions of the make believe persons in the story.)

HOPE YOU READ ALL THREE PARTS. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. 

ke5gk@sbcglobal.net

ANOTHER SELECTION FROM UPCOMING POST

THE PREVIOUS PREVIEW SELECTION DEALT WITH BARRY. THIS BRIEF SELECTION DEALS WITH LISA.

She participated in a Tuesday unofficial lunch for junior officer wives. The conversation always included ultra sound results, due dates, progress of newborns and when was the new mother’s mother returning to her home. Lisa listened politely but was never able to contribute to the discussions. When honeymoons were brought up Lisa took center stage. Very few could top her and Barry’s. One proud mother-to-be, and new comer to Minot, said her due date was computed from her honeymoon. An all knowing smile adorned the faces of these junior officer’s wives.

 

PART 1 OF LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY WILL BE POSTED WITHIN THE NEXT 5 DAYS. STAY TUNED.

PLEASE DIRECT FRIENDS AND CLASSMATES TO THIS BLOG

ADVANCED PREVIEW OF UP COMING POSTS

WHAT FOLLOWS ARE THREE BRIEF SELECTIONS FROM THE SOON TO BE RELEASED LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY"
DAY  SHORT STORY:

He later would recall he felt like the gut shot cowboys in old western movies. He didn’t want to live and he didn’t know how to die.

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Strangely, old westerns again popped into his recollection. This time he was the ragged, bearded prospector that was more dead than alive and barely able to crawl to a life-saving fresh spring of water. Barry Day felt alive again. He was alive! He was alive! Hey world, I am alive!

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

Barry felt as if each good night kiss was the stairway to a timeless eternity and infinite space.  Barry’s luck seemed to be back.

 

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UPDATE TO BREAKING NEWS !!!!

AS THE RELEASE OF MY LONGEST FICTIONAL WORK NEARS, A FEW WORDS
ABOUT THE LISA AND BARRY "LUCKY" DAY  POSTS ARE IN ORDER:

1. The characters and events are fictitious and any similarity between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. However, references to Air Force places and activities are real.

2. At least three posts will be required for this work.

3. As anyone who has attempted to write serious fiction will tell you, characters and circumstances take on a life of their own and as a result, they drive the content. Consequently, I would rate this work as PG-13. 

4. Maybe most importantly, mistakes of grammar, spelling, voice, and other fine points are probably all too evident.

5. If you feel it is entertaining, please advise all who maybe interested. 

6. E-mail me at:  ke5gk@sbcglobal.net with your comments.


                                                    ---Glenn <><