Tommy was willing to do what the paper had not been doing for a very long time ant that was going out and investigating stories. The first time he did his own investigation and was able interview a person linked to criminal activities Janine was so appalled that she yelled at him to sit down.…

Mary Elizabeth Moore Escola was my seventh grade teacher at Margaret Keating School in Klamath, California. Born May 28, 1948, in Portland Oregon, she passed away peacefully at her home August 23, 2006, in Chico, at the age of 58. Our class as whole was not kind to the first-year teacher as we did several…

Doc stood in the doorway of sick-bay when he saw the Humvee roll up tot the Commanders’ tent. There were two Marine Corps officers in the vehicle, one was driving and had the rank of Captain. The other, the passenger was a Lt. Colonel. Both men got out and went inside the tent. The Captain…

The early morning sunlight was bright and a slight breeze blew across the track as Tommy stepped on it. The rubbery surface felt good as his spikes dug in. “This is the big day,” Tommy thought to himself. He had spent the last three summers work towards this day; an Olympic try out. Today he…

There are easier ways to spend a three-day holiday than wandering around the backcountry in winter, but at the time, that did not occur to me. The trip had been my idea—mine and Chris’s—and when a man helps plan a thing, he generally believes it will turn out well. Seven of us from the Air…

Grandpa had a rodent problem; namely, gophers everywhere in his yard. He was so proud of his yard, but the gophers did not know this. If they had, they would have stayed away. Now Grandpa was getting pretty up set with the gophers and he set about trying to chase, catch or kill them anyway…

My past reached out and bit me in the butt again this week. I could not believe it. I admit that I have not been the best husband in the world. I put that behind me though and changed my life for good. I stopped screwing around and playing the field and all those things…

I will never again tell anybody about the fact that I have read the entire set of Little House on the Prairie books. I am being teased like crazy over it and I am about ready to explode. It was my third grade teacher who first read one of those books to me and then…

Sometimes it’s all I can do To keep myself contained When I hear the wind howl With its’ low echoed refrain. To hear coyotes’ yipping whine In the middle of moonlit night Makes me sad inside and Frightened for the night. Who’ll keep them company, The wind, the moon, cowboy? When coyote leaves this earth,…

Tommy was sitting in the bleachers enjoying what was left of the basketball game when Mr. Ferguson climbed up the seats and sat down beside him. It was unusual for the track coach to do such a thing and Tommy knew it. It couldn’t mean good news.“I got to ask,” the coach started, “did you…