That Old Roy Magic
2014-01-07
I am deaf. DEAF, I TELL YOU. I am at Dad’s, forcing him to actually help make a plan for our March-April jaunt to the Natchez Trace. For the next two days, here’s how every conversation will go:Continue Reading
A Chin Off The Old Block
2014-01-03
My father had a love affair with Germany. For all I know, he had a love affair IN Germany, but he doesn’t talk about such things. Not directly, anyway.
“Get those pictures out of the closet, Linda. Those ones of me in the army.”Continue Reading
I’ll Always Remember My First Time
2014-01-02
I sat in the back quadrant of the room, off to the right. When he sidled up to me, I dug my fingernails into particle board and plastic. I tried to be quiet, but I still think I let out a little sigh.Continue Reading