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The Old Telephone Party Line
When I was growing up we had a black rotary dial telephone hanging on the wall in the hallway. Back then they were a thing of beauty and came in three colors: white, beige and black. The phone company offered these really cheap plans, but there was a catch: you had to share the line …
His Last Labor Of Love
Years ago when I moved into my first apartment, a small studio in the rear of an old house, I met this man who lived next door with his wife. He was a big, burly fellow, bald with a greying beard. A Beauty Pageant judge who traveled all over the United States. Occasionally I would …
Three Wishes For The Girl I Still Love
I wish you could see the world through my eyes. I wish I could show you God. I wish you weren't terrified of clowns. They really are funny...
A Drinking Parish Priest
Have you ever met a drinking priest? One who sits on his porch on warm Sunday mornings with a cigarette in one hand, a drink in the other, while parishioners file into the church all holy and pious, dressed in their fineries, and here's this priest drinking and waving at everybody? For more than 20 …
A Methodist Word?
Charles Spurgeon, the great preacher of the 19th century, and confessedly Calvinistic, once remarked after reading Romans 10:13, “Dear me! ‘Whosoever shall call…’ Whosoever. Why, that is a Methodist word, is it not?”
A Non Existent Place
I must never try to go there. To this place called: "The Past." It no longer exists. .
