Memory Lane
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A Re-worked version of Holes…unedited/complete…
I am trapped in a hole. The sun hadn’t risen fully from its bed when I walked across the porch with a warm mug of coffee in hand. I sat in my favorite rocker, a faded hickory chair that had a reversed back that supported my lower lumbar system. Birds sang, and somewhere down in the… Continue reading
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The Old Geezer…The conclusion of Part III…unedited…
The rain, deluge is a more apt name for it, stopped around noon. Hank stood on his porch, next to a knotted piece of cedar that helped hold up the porch roof, and looked out at his project. Yesterday, he had managed to dig the trench, lay the line, and cover it up. Today, the… Continue reading
About Me
I’m a retired soldier. Writer and full – time coffee addict. I was born and raised in Mississippi, and I joined the Army at 28 for a life of adventure and travel. Interests include: Reading, walking my two pups, Casanova and Chunk, spending time with my wife Chassidy, and trying to pen the next great American novel. I am on Instagram under Freeman’s Front Porch Musings. I sometimes do Twitter under LarryF7371.
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