Category: Featured Writing

When I was about 10 years old, I read an original short story to my entire family at Thanksgiving dinner in Syracuse, New York. It was not very good. I couldn’t tell you what it was about. It must’ve been succinct, because I recall reading it in a handful of minutes, and nobody complained about … Continue reading Giving Thanks for the Applause by Kyle Massa

On this day, I took my two-year-old granddaughter to climb my mountain when everyone said that it couldn’t be done. I gave her a short staff to steady the wobble of her little legs, and began her on level bottom ground, where I instructed her in the manner of the staff. “Pull up, then push … Continue reading CLARA AND THE MOUNTAIN by Edward Pontacoloni

“Write about a tool which you don't know much about and have no emotional attachemet to.” That is the assignment. But, I don't have things that I have no emotional attachment to. My truck? It takes me places and hauls things I need to move. I have an attachment to that. Without my truck, I … Continue reading Tools with no Attachment by Duane L. Herrmann

My father was too young for the war, he watched the older boys in the neighborhood go off, but he could not, so he lived. He felt he missed out. He did. But, on the Monday of Thanksgiving week in 1948, he stormed in from the fields, took a shower in the middle of the … Continue reading Sacrifice of Service by Duane L. Herrmann

Ah, an extra hourSuch heavenly bliss in the morningI roll over and go back to sleepfor an hourThen up to have my coffeeHuh. No coffeeOhForgot to reset the timer Looks like that hour gainedwill be usedto reset all the clocks in the houseand my extensive watch collectionSo much for that elusive hour.Wasted on resetting watches … Continue reading An “Extra” Hour by Linda Freedland

Growing up on a farm, after my father put me on a tractor at 13 to help him with the field work, I spent most of my hours when I was not in school, outdoors in working one field or another. I had spent time outside before, when I could escape the housework inside the … Continue reading Time Disruption by Duane L. Herrmann

“I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.” — Golda Meir When my daughter, Andrea, was small she always woke up about 6AM in the morning. That was great on days her dad and I had to go to work, but on the week-ends, we I liked to sleep in. Andrea learned to … Continue reading Your Clock, My Clock by June Hannay Kosier

“Mom, you’ve got to get a job like Jody’s, so you can wear clothes like hers! Courtney said when she saw her aunt still dressed in her work clothes. Bank Vice president clothes look a little different than what my daughter had seen for my work clothes. A stark comparison to the pearls and high … Continue reading My Costume No More by Bridget Cole

Color draws me tothe clothes rackSale or no salecolor ignites meA brightly painted tuxedo shirthanging in the gift shopThe Denver Art Museuma quick stop to look and buyBrightly painted shirts sold toraise funds for AIDS researchMy closet houses many jacketsand shirts of bright colorsMy sock drawer ishome for colorful socksI am an artistI do not … Continue reading Out of the Closet by Mary Perrin Scott