Tattered Wings

I recall a summer like this circa 1985 or so. High temperatures everyday. No rain, no summer breeze. Just hot, sticky. Back then I was one of the owners of Odd’s Bodkin, a Jean store and video rental outlet. Everyday after work, we could hardly wait to lock up for …

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Mothers Day, Oh Well

My parents were married in 1941. The war was raging in Europe, in the Pacific islands, and throughout the Orient. My father was in the Air Force and although he didn’t know it, he was about to be shipped out to do his part in the struggle. They were two …

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