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The Wall

He didn't remember his name or where he had been or where he was going.

The soldier walked along the road in confusion. Carrying his rifle in ready position, he scanned the area as he walked as if he were the point man and his platoon was walking behind him. However, he was alone; there was no platoon following him. With a fogged mind he walked. His combat gear a heavy burden, but he continued walking, walking to somewhere he didn't know. He didn't remember his name or where he had been or wh...

The Calamity Express.

Leave the driving to us Greyhound announces in their commercials

"Leave the driving to us" Greyhound announces in their commercials. I'm most obliged to leave the driving to them, hoping my trip from point A to point B is a safe and relaxing experience. However, when Murphy’s Law boards the bus with you, what can go wrong, will go wrong. Please sit back, as the drivers say on the bus intercom, and enjoy the ride. I say sit back with me as you read this anecdote of the bus ride of the C...

The Silent Guns

As the twilight gave way into night, he said a small prayer that the war would soon be over

The setting sun created an eerie twilight in the woods, where only moments before, sounds of war raged. As the golden orange and red clouds stimulated Private Barney Jackson’s soul, he thought it was strange that even on the battlefield, the sunset was something to behold in awe. As the twilight give way into night, he said a small prayer that the war would soon be over and he could go home and watch sunsets from his fron...

The Silent Guns

The setting sun created an eerie twilight in the woods where only moments before sounds of war raged

The setting sun created an eerie twilight in the woods, where only moments before, sounds of war raged. As the golden orange and red clouds stimulated Privet Barney Jackson’s soul, he thought it was strange that even on the battle field, the sunset was something to behold in awe. As the twilight gave way to night, he said a small prayer that the war would soon be over and he could go home and watch sunsets from his front...

Mr. Raymond's Jingling Jangling Wagon

A lonely man searches for solace after his beloved wife dies.

Mr. Raymond's Jingling Jangling Wagon Mr. Raymond had so many pots and pans and other metal objects hanging from his pushcart he could not move it a couple of feet without the noise alerting the folks on Mulberry Lane that he was on his way. He was the Mulberry Lane peddler and philosopher whose wit and wisdom offered his customers not only something they might need or want, but also warm-hearted attention to lighten thei...