Copyright © 2017 by Richard Gerald dtverson, a good friend, recently wrote a story using the play "Tea and Sympathy" by Robert Anderson as a backdrop. I have never seen the Deborah Kerr film, but I have read the play and seen it perform on stage. Something has always bothered me about the Anderson play. The main character engages in adultery with if not a...
May 2018 VFW Post 1782, White Bear Lake, Minnesota Mitch Miller's POV I pulled into the parking lot of the Veterans of Foreign Wars post, my iPhone directing me here after spending four days driving here from Bethesda. I didn't have much; a few extra clothes in my saddlebag, some cash and credit cards, and my DD-214 and medical discharge papers. There...
John Childs remembered the first time he met Mr. Harken. It was early spring in 1819, and he was working as a hand for the Overseer. John thought nothing of him and paid him little attention. To John he was just another hired hand. Although he was a white hired hand, he was still treated as such. John did not know of the harsh discipline he enjoyed when Mr....
White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
Did anyone really want to work at a shoe store? Ruby thought about this often. She certainly didn't, but that seemed to be the way it worked out for her. She was the assistant manager at Green City Shoes, one of the many stores that dotted this large shopping district. She thought that rising up to management would reduce how often she had to look at people...
A massive thanks to Nora Fares for being my very first editor ever (after all these years I finally bit the bullet team) and to the great Randi Black for another inspired event. Here it is then. It was a very dull overcast day in the History Department of the large West Country University, and post-graduate student Holly Cogdale picked up her one-hundred-a...
Love and Sex in the Time of the Plague Chapter 2 Paul learns more about John's visit Spring 2020 "When you are shut off from the world, every day is exactly the same as the one before. This sameness has a way of wearing down your soul until you become nothing but a breathing, toiling, consuming thing that awakes to the sun and sleeps at the dawn...
Hi, please take the time to vote and leave a comment. Your comment are greatly appreciated and I do read each one. Mygypsy. ******* I wake to the feel of a hard warm male body behind mine, an arm rests around my lower ribs and a hand cups my breast. I tense for a moment, not sure where I am before I identify the smell of the clan toms around me, I move s...
Author's Note: Thanks to all of my readers, old and new, for coming along this journey with me. I know it was frustrating to see multiple months go by between chapters. Part of that was due to external circumstances: a new job, moving to a different state, and the stresses that came with it. Part of it was due to my growth as a writer, and demanding better o...
Author's note: I considered splitting Part 3 of this story into two parts, but I felt it worked better as one. Consequently, it's a little longer than usual. As was the case with Part 1 and 2, there are a number of Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, mostly to songs and musicians, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning...