Twenty-Eight Settlement Jenny woke once, just as dawn was breaking. She found herself on a rough pallet in the middle of the Mercantile, an IV line running into her arm. She turned her head towards a familiar voice. “Hey, girl,” Carrie Manns greeted her from the next...
Twenty-Six That night, the New Pyrenees Mountains “There, see over in that tree line?” Mike whispered. “Two guards, right where they were last time.” Thomas Quiet Water nodded. “The meadow is less than a click away, right up that hill.” They could hear the activity...
The current political situation notwithstanding, I reckon the odds of a major societal collapse to be pretty low.
The current political situation notwithstanding, I reckon the odds of a major societal collapse to be pretty low.
My next novel is scheduled for release in June….
One man’s ditch might be a nine-year old boy’s treasure.
These are fundamental laws.
Appearances Can Be Deceiving
Opening morning at last!
Most of my youth was spent around trucks and truck people.
Resolved: The Browning Superposed, the swan song of the DaVinci of firearms, is the standard by which all over/under shotguns must be judged.
See if you can guess.
Mrs. Animal and I have been planning this for twenty years.
Disclaimer: I do not and never have believed in a life after death.
Who doesn’t like a bit of nostalgizing?
We both learned an important lesson that afternoon.
In winter, the Woods Road made surprisingly good sledding.
We have learned a little bit more about specific areas. What are we looking for?
Collecting and shooting old guns is fun.
Part 3 of 3
Part 2 of 3
Here’s part one of three.
I’d buy one.
With last week’s presentation being an American hero of the Pacific War, it seemed appropriate this week to present a figure from the other side.