Baby Boomers
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Bomb Attack
About one month into the 9th grade, we were practicing for a nuclear bomb attack, because Fidel Castro had been caught with Russian missiles aimed at the United States, and […]
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Plumage and Perfume
Somewhere in the genetic code for human male behavior, there is a whole spiral staircase of double helix information related to uniforms. The desire of human males, of a given […]
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Boulevard of Greedy Dreams
Child labor laws did not apply in my hometown. The young, and very young, turned out to hustle the summer crowd—just as in the country, all the kids labored on […]
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Sartorial Satire at Gene Todd’s Pool Room
Dino didn’t compromise fashion for the pool room. Grown men played the game in work clothes, those who worked at anything. Others were unabashed to dress in rags, if rags […]
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The Glow of the Past
I love the sounds of words, probably the first reason I became a writer. Later I added the hope of causing folks to laugh and cry reading stories that […]
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The Next Breath
Once, in the sixth or seventh grade, my father took me to a high school football game. We stood in the end zone watching the last gasp of another gridiron […]
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Center of the Heavens
All I wanted in high school was a date with Francine Little, the Pekingese puppy. An inexplicably magnetic agglomeration of parts she was. Seemingly mismatched parts if viewed separately, and […]
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Maybe Next Time
I never liked roller coasters that much. Anymore, I’m too old to ride them without fear of a heart attack, even though I know the odds are pretty good, the […]
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Beach Bum Aristocrat
REMEMBERING A PRINCE OF THE BEACH BUM ARISTOCRACY The Land of Shag has lost a prince. Walter Vann Applewhite, number 33 on the Myrtle Beach Seahawks football team. Graduated high […]