The Fire at Sand Dune of St. Mary

Red, yellow-gold and brown fall leaves.  Damp smell of winter coming.  Football field full of spike treads.  Sand dune awaiting snow for sledding.  Wind whistles briskly, though occasionally.  Back to school pride.  The favored impressions rise, studies sports a kind teacher a secret crush your scope and maybe even one particular cafeteria food that doesn’t … Continue reading The Fire at Sand Dune of St. Mary

Broken Gun

The broken gun was only a pellet gun, but it was our gun and the Old Man Stork who broke our gun became an enemy more un-liked than he was even prior before – at least by us.  We played in Perch Bay nearly every day in the summer, or at least that summer.  The … Continue reading Broken Gun