Deer Run Trail, By David R LewisNodaway Trail, by David R LewisOn the Calico Trail, by David R LewisOn the Payback Trail, by David R LewisOn the Ogallala Trail, by David R LewisOn the Killdeer Trail, by David R LewisOn the Cutthroat Trail, by David R LewisEndless Journey Toward an Unknown Destination, by David R LewisIncidents Among the Savages, by David R LewisFear of the Father:  Call Me Crockett, by David R Lewis

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Not Again

No More Horsin’ Around http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/NotAgain.mp3

The year was 1969 and I was in the market for a horse. In horse shopping, “let the buyer beware” applies even more than when purchasing a used car, picking a mate, or renting John Wayne Gacy for a fun weekend. Sellers of horses, often kindly, almost Uncle-like gentlemen are […]

Crusher

http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/Crusher.mp3

His name was Crusher and he was a policeman. At the time, so was I – fresh out of the Police Training Institute, 160 hours of basic instruction under my Sam Browne Belt, 21 years old, and so green I squeaked when I walked. Crusher was an 8-year veteran with a bad […]

The Smell Will Tell

Here Kitty, Kitty http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/TheSmellWillTell.mp3

I never did understand why Steve Seymour wanted a skunk. When I was small, my Uncle Floyd had a skunk, de-scented, that lived in the house with him and his wife, Flo. It was a low-slung, black waddle with white stripes that would occasionally scuttle out from under the […]

Memories

Telling and Dwelling http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/Memories.mp3

I watched a movie the other night called “Doc Hollywood” and enjoyed it a great deal for the fifth or sixth time. No guns, no standoffs, no raging mutant android cross-dressing Cyclops stalking the countryside – just a young, hotshot surgeon trapped for a time in small-town America.

Musing after the […]