Author Archives: geostan51

 Coming on up Route 7, you could go right past Route 136, because the two intersect. I think it’s our best shot to get to Churchville, coming up that way, Al. Even after turning off Route 7, one finds a … Continue reading →

Grandma’s house was situated on the Churchville Road, about two miles out of town. There were several kids at our stop, riding our bus to school. Soon after we moved in at Churchville Road, they started putting in the interchange … Continue reading →

 There’s a country lane, out in the middle of nowhere, called Klee Mill. It’s way out in the sticks. You don’t watch your approach closely enough, you’ll miss it. There’s not that much to the place; a gas station/convenience store … Continue reading →

Everything was wet. Families huddled under the rooftops of the dwelling, watching the rain. The abstraction of the sound of rain was a fascination to these simple people. Life stopped for the sake of rain. One paid rapt attention to … Continue reading →

The little unicorn, cousin to the gazelle, struts across the steppe, mistress of all she surveys. She prances and canters, like a young horse, except she isn’t nearly so big as a horse. The little unicorn steps and halts, now … Continue reading →

I will tell you, at the moment, that I’m very grateful for the services of assisted living. With all this sudden GI business happening to me, it’s comforting to have someone to come to attend me, when all I need … Continue reading →

By the time the woods were engulfing the cars in the canopy of, which was provided by the dense shade, as the cooler, darker woodlands encompassed our rural surroundings, we were anticipating the cool water of summer. The air grew … Continue reading →

I’m one of the flower children of the 60′s, who actually got the miracle. When you’re talking about miracles, you’re talking about God. I never knew how much I already knew Him. I also never knew how much I needed … Continue reading →

The unicorn came limping into the village on three legs. The village doctor was summoned. “What happened,” the doctor wanted to know. “I twisted my hoof on some rocks down the road a ways.” The doctor manually checked for any … Continue reading →

 The magical cousin to the common gazelle, plodded along the steppes of Africa, without the slightest bit of comfort, anywhere in him. The new unicorn in town was a creature of enigmas, mysteries. It might have been out of fear, … Continue reading →