Tag: romance
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Fatherhood, Relationships, Romance, Sailing
Glamour of Thieves
I located a boat in Texas. Practically a new vessel, with less than fifty hours on the engine, sitting on an inland lake near Austin. The floorboards weren’t even scratched. […]
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Cosmic Connection, Fatherhood, Parenting, Relationships, Romance, Sailing
Synchronized
In North Carolina, we looked for a house up and down the Outer Banks, and all along the western shore of Pamlico Sound, no luck. But a boat like the one […]
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Fatherhood, Parenting, Relationships, Romance
Beyond Romance
I called Betsy from a phone booth in Edenton, North Carolina, on the Albemarle Sound, where descendants of Blackbeard the Pirate were members of the Chamber of Commerce. I was […]
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Fatherhood, Parenting, Relationships, Romance
Empty As A Pillowcase
I had known women who wanted children, who had spooked me. One in particular was a candidate for marriage and motherhood not far behind me: Betsy had moved in, and […]
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Fatherhood, Parenting, Relationships, Romance
Rooster May Crow
The impulse hit me like remembering something you forgot when you’re already on the highway. Like forgetting to take your own pillow when you go far away, else when you […]
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Little Gigantic Thing
My first romance rode a painted horse called “Beauty.” She was cute, precious beyond measure, beyond time, for she is always there, freckled and fiery red-haired, kicking the flanks of […]
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Myrtle Beach, Relationships, Romance, The 1960's
The Glitter of Her Laughter
I was still wearing the clothes I had slept in, and couldn’t remember the night before. My head was on backwards. I was starving for something sweet to eat, and […]
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Baby Boomers, Myrtle Beach, Romance, The 1960's
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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Mystery Girl
Where did girls go when school let out? What did they do? I didn’t have the slightest idea. Which is really odd, as much time as I spent thinking about […]