Stories to Read

The Treasure Hunter

Sometimes…Dad dropped coins where I could find them. So many treasures…so little time.

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Memoirs

The Daddy Date

Sometimes I walked the distance home from school: a couple blocks through the neighborhood, through town, taking daring shortcuts through back alleys, behind stores, then past the local park at the edge of town.  The final trek found me balancing the rails along the lonesome railroad tracks that ran alongside Route 212 where bums were […]

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