It was Herb who first saw Janice Thomas, the art teacher, come in. “She’s putting something up on the bulletin board,” Herb said. “Wonder what it says,” said Doc. “Might be something from school,” Herb said. Steve is of a more practical way of thinking. “You ever thought about going over there and seeing what [...]
It’s idolatry, pure and simple. Why else would millions of men spend billions of dollars each year on something that simply takes work and means time away from having fun with friends and family? It’s worship. Worship of tiny little plants invading our yards. It’s lawn-o-mania. Since man first invented the yard, he’s wanted it [...]
“From the cow to the plow, Dewey,” Windy said, leaning on a shovel. Windy Wilson was on another of his “helper days” and today it was Dewey Decker’s turn to be helped. “What do you mean, Windy?” “You know … a slogan for the business. From the cow to the plow. Fertilizer. Farming.” He was [...]
I heard the rumor down at the feed store, later in the afternoon. We had a real live Sherlock Holmes in our community, and he was our local barber, Curtis Naismith. “What do you mean?” I asked Julie, the stout girl hired to carry 100-pound sacks of grain out to waiting trucks. “Curtis can tell,” [...]
Those of us who call this little valley home have a unique blessing in the form of Perry, our dentist. Yes, when we go to get the fangs fixed up at O’Dontall Dental, down in the old brick building near the office of the Valley Weekly Miracle, the grinding and scraping and numbing and lip [...]
“I don’t know about all this, Honey,” Dewey said. “It sounds pretty complicated. The way it is now, I go shovel manure into my pickup, drive to someone’s garden, and … safely … use the dump bed of the truck to put it on the ground. I get paid by the feed lot to clean [...]
The Bahdziewicz clan trooped into the Mule Barn for lunch the other day, happily and noisily as only eight Americans totally in love with spring can do. The patriarch of the clan, Abraham Lincoln Bahdziewicz, led the way to a large round table and seated his wife, Sally, before pointing to which chairs the kids [...]
We were a bit perplexed … stunned, really … when we poured into the Mule Barn truck stop coffee shop at the crack of dawn and saw our fertilizer mogul, Dewey Decker, in earnest conversation at a booth with his girlfriend, Emily Stickles, and they had papers on the table wedged between the coffee cups [...]
