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I retired from the USPS after 39 years, 20 years as postmaster. Along with the humor I find in every aspect of life, I enjoy writing, reading, sketching, music, and outsmarting my family.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heartache: 7 of 161

My Father I yearn to walk with my father, And hear his soft voice in my ear, His calloused hands, his gentle strength, That saved me from hurt and fear. As a child I took for granted The joy and love I knew, No thoughts of life without him, No dream that would not come true. He no longer walks beside me, No arms to which I f...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Animals: 4 of 82

Our puppy Trouble, like most dogs, loves to be scratched. He has long hair, so I never really noticed what was lurking under his curly auburn coat until my ring got tangled up in a mass of knots. Trouble remained attached to my hand as I lured him to the kitchen to find the scissors and a dog treat. Everyone has a junk drawe...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Weird friends: 2 of 34

I, like many, consider myself privileged to have a life long friend. Her parents owned a hotel by my home, and every summer as children, we picked up where we left off the previous fall. Somehow, we have managed to remain as close as we were when we ran barefoot on hot summer nights, catching fireflies in our back yard. She ...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Parenting: 8 of 130

I never had any children of my own. My mother's suggestion, "before you have children, try a dog" turned out to be a valuable lesson in life. We ruled out kids after the third dog. My sister did the baby birthin', and that worked out just fine. She was happy to lend me her kids when I was in the mothering mood, and I could r...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Childbirth & Labor Humor: Delivery stories: 3 of 36

I never had any children. I figured I was much too selfish to devote myself to kids, and my sister justified my decision by having a couple that I could borrow and return when I was at the point of putting a gun to my head. My influence on their lives is questionable. I like to think of myself as "Auntie Mame", while they sh...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Vision: 3 of 35

It comes to me from early years, A paradise of joyful tears, A silly dream, to which I flee To lose myself in ecstasy. Trees enchant and hypnotize My foolishly believing eyes. Trickling music fills my ears, Bubbling brooks drown all my fears. Cascading flowers adorn each knoll, Enrapturing my very soul, Yet contentment still...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: The effects of shopping: 1 of 10

Not too long ago, my niece was in dire need of someone to watch her three kids for the day. Having learned a valuable lesson early in life, I sat stone-like while the rest of my family came up with lame excuses such as work, school, and doctor appointments. Finally, all eyes turned toward me. My family's anticipation took va...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Embarrassing moments: 15 of 121

Feelin' the Love We all need a hug now and then. We welcome that warm and fuzzy feeling we get when we experience something heartfelt and touching, after we verify it's not a stroke. This morning I felt the love. I awoke at three thirty am for inexplicable reasons, and experienced an overwhelming urge to clean the bathroom. ...
Home & Garden > Gardening (Other) The joys of gardening: 6 of 40

The phlox I threw behind the shed thinking it was a weed has just about finished blooming. I'm feeling a little unproductive as I look at everyone's outstanding garden photos, and driving through a town lush with summer blooms makes me feel quite inadequate. I mean, if the town crew can make things grow, why can't I? Every y...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Weddings: 5 of 30

God smiled upon our sleepy little town yesterday and ordered Mother Nature to lay off the monsoons long enough for a wedding to take place. A bright circular UFO broke through the dismal clouds in the sky and all was right with the world. I spoke with the MOB (mother of the bride) and she asked me what I was wearing. I told ...