Monthly Archives: August 2017
Excited, three-year-old Denali climbed into the RV. They were going camping, and she loved camping. “Denal’, we’re going to an eclipse,” yelled big brother Dane. He got out of school early, and was quite excited, as were Mom, Dad, and sister Caroline. In fact, Dad left work early to come. Denali shrugged. All she knew was that Bugga (her grandpa) and her Grandma were also going. Whatever an eclipse was, Denali figured it must be neat, so she certainly wanted…..
What is this industrial solvent that seems to be everywhere at the same time? That soda you’re about to drink is full of it, as was the coffee you had this morning, and the ice cream you had last night. Moreover, why is it in our food? We use it in mining, construction, power generation, and manufacturing. We add it to cosmetics and spray it on our crops. It is so widely used that the EPA has issued thousands of…..
His hands hurt. Yeah, he should’ve worn a jacket. He had thought about wearing one, but gee-whiz, it couldn’t be that cold. After all, it was barely August, but cold it was. He liked walking in the morning, early in the morning. Today, like most days, he started around 6:30. Although the sun was still over the horizon, the first pink rays colored the cloudless sky. All around lay a sparkling layer of dew. Yeah, it was a beautiful dawn……
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” — Winston Churchill Dateline June 1940, European Theater. The German army has routed the armies of France, Belgium, and Britain. Over a half million men are surrounded, trapped on the beaches of Dunkirk. It is a dark time; Hitler struts triumphantly on the world stage. Only the tottering British Empire remains to oppose him, and the core of her Army faces annihilation. In…..
The night air turned chilly. The sky, which an hour ago blazed with stars, now churned with dark clouds. Zipping his jacket, the old man poked the dying campfire. It was late, and he should have already gone to bed. As he poked, sparks flew. The coals, now supplied with ample oxygen, danced with ephemeral oranges and reds. The old man, like his ancestors before him, paused, transfixed by the sight. Bewitched, he lost track of time, that is until…..