Stories of Times as a Kid growing up in SW Washington
I can remember exactly the first time that I realized the value and beauty in social survival. It was during the Fall of ’69 and I had just finished watching the epic feature film “Shane” with my older brother. This was a usual late night event for us, as our parents, the original yuppies, …
He reminded me of my brother. Same basic features, dark curly hair, stocky build, over sized neck. His walk was even similar. I’d seen him on a couple job sites but we had never met. Hearing many tales from the crew I took note of the one’s involving him. The guys on my crew were young and …
He was born too early. I yelled at my wife and wondered what kind of doctor would leave town while she was in such pain. I didn’t know anything about childbirth. If she was hurting that much wouldn’t her doctor have been concerned. She was just at his office the day before. Another cry rang …
