The Bingo War That Made Us Friends
There is a particular sound a bingo dauber makes when you slam it down on a card just a little harder than you need to,… Read more
The Barber Who Listened
I have been cutting hair in the same chair, in the same shop, on the same square in the same small town for fifty years…. Read more
The Recipe Card She Never Turned Over
For forty one years I lost to the same woman. Her name was Hollis Lundqvist, and every August, at the Cleabourne County Fair, in the… Read more
Grandpa Fell for His Smart Speaker
We bought it as a joke. That is the part I have to start with, because it is the part I am most ashamed of… Read more
The Neighbor Across the Street
I am seventy-one years old, and until this past spring I believed I had reached the age where nothing new could happen to me. I… Read more
The Shy Grandpa Who Said Her Name
My grandfather, Alvin Pruett, has not spoken into a microphone on purpose one single time in the seventy-nine years he has been alive. I want… Read more
