PAIN
Pain? My wife says I am insensitive. I guess I am not as sensitive as most people. An indication of this is that I am continually doing inadvertent damage to myself: cutting fingers, or bumping into things. But I do heal fast. (more…)
Texting while driving is another of the long list of driver distractions that are dangerous. Why have a law against texting without covering all the other distracting activities? We should consider a law against Driving While Distracted: DWD. We drivers are all guilty on occasion. (more…)
A few years ago I was searching for a firm footing for my religious beliefs.
My 1953 Chevrolet pickup had died on me half way between Big Spring and Abilene, so I was standing in the hot sun beside the road with my thumb out. (more…)
How does a book get to the top of the “Best Seller” list?
It isn’t always because it is a good read. (more…)
GERMAN BRUTALITY
Readers of my novel, Amour et Vengeance, (Love & Revenge) have questioned my depiction of brutality by the German soldiers. Is it exaggerated or is it historically accurate?
I know immediately that these people have not read accounts of WW 2 and descriptions of what some German soldiers did during this time. (more…)
All the politicians in Fort Worth (and in the country) are going to be agonizing over the promises made for pensions which are tough to fulfill when the city’s revenues are dropping.
One major change that FW should consider (more…)
CHAPTER ONE
Amour Perdu (Lost Love)
He should be happy.
Six months earlier his colleagues of twenty-five years had honored him for outstanding performance in running the engineering department.
He stood in front of almost one hundred fellow workers and their spouses like a blond Viking in a tuxedo. They had lavished praise on him to send him off to the great retirement airship in the sky. He and his team had helped design the latest fighter plane for the Air Force, the YF-16. But what now?” (more…)
Hunting Alligators
The three of us, Ed Bennett, Brad Bishop and I, had gone to Jamaica during the Christmas vacation to “sell advertising” for The Yale Record, a magazine the editorial staff claimed was a humor magazine. They were producing a spring vacation edition. If we could convince the merchants in Kingston that half the Yale students would be coming to Jamaica, we might sell advertising.
Bennett stood in the back of a john boat holding the single shot rifle. This was the moment after five hours in the swamps of Jamaica we had anticipated. He had the rusty weapon aimed, most of the time, at the bobbing head of the alligator in the water. His sandy brown hair hung over his forehead and round cheeks. I couldn’t see how he would see to get a shot off. (more…)
Gégé Smith was in the subway in Paris with her younger brother. It was 1942 with the city filled with German soldiers.
She was fourteen years old and small for her age. Her younger brother was about eight years old. A German soldier took the seat next to them. They stiffened since any overt action against the despised soldiers might bring an unpleasant response.
But the subway was crowded, so they didn’t move. He smiled at them and then tried to make conversation in his halting French.
They learned that he had a son the same age as her brother. Then he poured out his story in German and a tear ran down his cheek. For a few minutes they felt sorry for this fellow.
GÉGÉ ON NOIRMONTIER
Gégé’s family owned a house on the Île de Noirmontier in the Atlantic just off the coast of France near St. Nazaire where the Nazi submarine base was located.
She spent one summer there during the German occupation with her sister. She and her sister would often take a small canoe into the surf and out into the ocean in front of their house. (more…)
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