It was a beautiful day. A perfect day to play. The air was warm, the sun was bright. We ran outside our spirits light. Indeed a perfect day – well, a perfect day ‘til sister fell. The treehouse meant no harm. Yet Caroline fell upon her arm. Was she hurt? Dad couldn’t tell So, he ran to where she fell. “Caroline has a broken arm!” then he shouted with alarm. The ER’s near, about…..
It was October 11, 1968, and in the little town of Dubois, Catherine stood by the window. Every morning for weeks, she had stood by that window and watched the southern Indiana sky. Today, it was different. Today, storm clouds darkened the western sky. Catherine smiled, surely they would get some rain. It had been a long dry spell, although not as bad as in ’53. This year there had been some rain, but not nearly enough. Under Catherine’s garage,…..
Once again I climbed the stairs. A trip I have taken a thousand times. Often, like last night, in the wee hours, groggy from lack of sleep. On one such trip, while racing in the dark, I stubbed my toe. Hopping on one foot, stifling a yell, I nearly fell. That was a lifetime ago, and I was a much younger, agiler man. In contrast, last night’s quick ascent was dignified and majestic – as befits my status as the…..
With a boom that shook the walls and rattled the windows, he slammed the door. The boy stomped into the room and flopped on the couch. Grandpa shook his head and sidled over. “What’s up?” he asked, taking a seat beside the boy. The boy sighed, “It’s my research assignment; it’s too big. I’ll never get it done!” “Why not?” With a teenage eye roll, the boy tried to explain; there were too many references, too many quotes, and too…..
When I got the call, I was in my basement office. The call wasn’t just any call, it was the boss. I picked up the phone. “Hello,” I answered. “Come to my office.” The voice on the other end was short and to the point. The boss was always short and to the point. “I’ll be right up,” I gulped. Sprinting up the stairs, I paused at the top and peered down the long corridor. It seemed longer somehow. At…..
Soft and steady fell the snow. Temperature a record low. Massive mounds of pristine white, accumulate throughout the night. Deserted streets buried deep, while everyone is fast asleep. From a distant streetlight’s glow, come muffled footsteps in the snow. Who of us would be so brave, to break the silence of the grave? The single runner, out for fun, couldn’t wait for the summer sun! David L. Dahl __________ Snowbound by the recent storms…..
{Previously, in part 1 & part 2 – It is Christmas Eve 1933. A blizzard holds Pilot Knob in its icy talons. After finishing his second job, Thomas walks home in the storm. On the way, he helps a woman get her children to safety. He Continues his journey, and meets a soldier lost in the storm. Together they discover that a tree has fallen across the road.} What brings you out on a night like this?” Thomas asked……
{Previously, in part 1 – It is Christmas Eve 1933. A blizzard holds Pilot Knob in its icy talons. After finishing his second job, Thomas walks home in the storm. On the way, he hears a weak cry for help.} “Yes, I think it is Wednesday,” he muttered. “Christmas Eve – Cookies and ribbon, not much of a Christmas,” he shook his head sadly. “Not much, but it will have to do, it’s all I have.” Suddenly…..
Winter took its own sweet time coming, but when it came, it roared out of the hills like a freight train and screamed up the valley. In the blink of an eye, the blizzard held Jefferson County in its icy talons. In Pilot Knob, Thomas had finished cleaning for the day. He stood in Doc’s door and took a last look around the office. “It’s after nine again,” he gasped checking Doc’s clock. “This job is going to kill me…..
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, FDR, fifth cousin of Teddy Roosevelt, 32nd President, the only man ever elected to more than two Presidential terms, and perhaps one of the greatest American Presidents. The man is remembered for the New Deal, Social Security, and winning WWII; all are indeed great accomplishments. However, perseverance remains his grandest achievement. An up and coming young politician, FDR, like his cousin Teddy Roosevelt, led a vigorous, active life. In 1913 he became Assistant Secretary of the Navy,…..