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Luke

June 2, 2021 | Prose, Remembrances | Comments
My friend Luke Weaver died today His best friend Bubba called to say We shared memories of our friend A friend to all who came his way Luke had a gift for friendship And a gift for fun If you were with him you’d be laughing As sure as you were breathing Read more

Lambing Time

May 29, 2021 | Prose, Remembrances | Comments
On our small farm In Virginia’s Blue Ridge Mountains Lambing time commenced On Christmas Eve The pregnant ewes Were gathered in Our barn with third-cutting alfalfa hay In the manger down the middle Read more

Setter Derby On His String ~ Part One

May 11, 2021 | Prose | Comments
He was dead tired When he reached the one-course grounds Where starting tomorrow He would run The dogs on his string First he removed his two mounts From the trailer he’d pulled From two states away Behind the old pickup Led them to stalls hung them some hay Then he stretched the chain On the ground neath the shed One by one snapped his dogs’ collars To the links in Read more

The Genius

May 5, 2021 | Short Stories | Comments
He was a genius, no doubt about it. He had the riches to prove it. His genius was not in invention, but in seeing before others how inventions could be applied. Time after time this had led him to buy into successful technology companies before they became publicly owned, either through initial public offerings or recently via the SPAC route. Read more

The Qualification of Reb

March 29, 2021 | Ben Reach, Short Stories | Comments
For Billy Kell, it seemed the worst possible day of his life. It did not turn out that way. This is the story. It was 2004. Billy was an up-and-coming bird dog pro, age twenty-eight, a trainer-handler of pointing dogs for field trial competition. He’d grown up the son of a quail plantation manager near Thomasville, Georgia, who earlier had been the plantation’s dog trainer and hunt manager. Read more

1937

March 19, 2021 | Fiction | Comments
A desperate time. The Great Depression was in its eighth year. No sign of a lift out of it. Yet for a few, times were fine. Prices were low, very low, so for anyone with cash, things, all things, were cheap. Purchasing power, for the few who could afford to buy anything, was awesome. Read more