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http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/Marthanetics.mp3
Ah, yes – the holiday season. Most retailers and some consumers believe it starts in mid-September and continues through January 15. We are besieged by The Great Pumpkin, regaled with stories of The Pilgrims, who were, incidentally, not The Pilgrims but only pilgrims, beaten over the head by the Jolly Old […]
http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/UnidentifiedFlyingWhat.mp3
When I was a lad, kite flying was popular among me and my peers – a ragtag crew of Cub Scout, river-rat little leaguers. In those days, one could not journey to the local mart and purchase some exotic piece of airborne art for a few bucks. Oh, no. The best we could manage […]
http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/TheHunt.mp3
Amos Beals was an immense man, at least to my little kid eyes. Distantly related to my grandfather, Amos lived out in the country on a hardscrabble farm and was perpetually clothed in a railroad engineer’s cap, bib overalls – or “biblicals” as he called them – and brogan shoes. A shirt was optional, […]
Planting the Seed http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/OnceUponATime.mp3
“Got a minute?” he asked.
I’d seen him around the area for the past few days. He was busy, landscaping mostly – installing water features, planting trees. He was a hard worker, and so old I couldn’t even guess at his age. It didn’t seem to affect him. He labored like […]
Playing God http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/CatholicFish.mp3
A young woman and I were visiting the other day and she confessed to me that she was a Catholic. While I subscribe to no particular religion myself, I certainly begrudge no one else his or her faith, but she seemed apologetic at her confession, saying that she wasn’t even sure if […]
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