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We Don’t Need No Stinking Fishing Pole! (9/8/25)

Back in the day, my late friend Jamie used to tell a whopper of a fish story about catching trout with his bare hands. No tackle, no rod and reel, no creel; bare hands only. The story and the location and techniques employed stayed consistent with each telling so it was plausible, and Jamie alwaysContinue reading “We Don’t Need No Stinking Fishing Pole! (9/8/25)”

Lost in the Forest

It was the second marriage for both of us. We argued into the night and said terrible things to each other we both knew we could never take back. The marriage had imploded. One thing that was agreed upon, it would be me vacating the marital dwelling. Normal separation protocol would be to get aContinue reading “Lost in the Forest”