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GOING GOing Gone

“See you guys on the other side,” “Tell Ma I loved her,” “I tried to be good.. really.. I did,”  “Elizabeth, Elizabeth… I’m coming to join ya!,”  all these messages and more escaped me as darkness moved quickly through my consciousness until a dim ray of light was left, only to be quickly snuffed out.  […]

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Of Trials and Tribulations

“Schools starting tomorrow Billy, now be a good boy and let me give you a quick lil haircut so you look nice,” says Mom. My mind freaks out a bit and I do what I do best at that age and that’s to run and hide in the mudroom closet. Ahhh, the smell of old […]

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The Confessional

Truth be told, I’m still a bit on the squeemish side when acknowledging a wrongdoing, even 30 years later. Lucklily, I had accomplices in this endeavor so blame can’t lie solely on me. Ridge Reader and his family were from ‘Below the bridge’, in other words, Detroit. They had a small vacation home and garage […]

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Guys and Dolls

by: SirWilho   “If I could hear your bones creak like that every day I would wake up and hunt with you the entire year,” said my loving son after I stood up in our double tree stand. “Sounded kinda like branches snapping,” he then adds with a wonderful long laugh. A 45 year old […]

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An Optimistic Cynic

by SirWilho   Years of life have left me to marvel at how I can still be duped so easily.  Why and how can I fall for erroneous claims of persons self proclamations and/or a product they sell or show?   Now, you might be wondering, “hmm, this guy usually writes about fun, lighthearted stuff and […]

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Sucker Season

Sucker Season   By SirWilho   “Okay Mit, on the count of three let’s spear ’em,”  said the very excited me to my spearing companion.  “One….  Two….. andda tree…,” So clear, concise, communication has not always been my strongpoint and what I failed to say explicitly to Mit was that he was supposed to give […]

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The Art of Not Being Cool

  The Art of Not Being Cool   By SirWilho   Long ago when I was a young lad I had a goal to become cool.  Fonzie-like cool to be exact.  My school locker would be stuck and with the absolute knowledge that I possessed coolness, I would give it a wack and expect the […]

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