Category: Stories by Larry
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TRACKS IN THE SNOW
In the quietness of the early morning, he sat staring out the window at the first winter snow. He got up and went to the kitchen to pour another cup of coffee. The thermometer out the window showed that the temperature was in the mid-teens again, as it had been for several mornings lately. At…
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DON’T LET THE OLD MAN IN
My wife and I watched Toby Keith: American Icon on TV recently. It was a tribute to the country music star who died of stomach cancer this past February. I have always enjoyed listening to Toby. He was a country boy from Oklahoma that made it big, but he didn’t act like it. He was…
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THE LAST CHRISTMAS
It was Christmas Eve Day. Christmas trees and decorations were in every room of the old house. Outside too. Torn wrapping paper was everywhere. It had been a good day. The old couple stood at the door, hugging their family as they left. They would all be busy on Christmas Day, so they would not…
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THE EAGLE SEES THE ROUND RAINBOW
Bald eagles, as symbols of America, goes back to 1782 when it was added to the Great Seal of the United States. The eagle was selected because of its great strength, stately looks, long life, and because it is native to North America. An eagle appears on official documents, currency, flags, public buildings, and other…
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A CHRISTMAS LETTER TO OUR GRANDKIDS
Dear Grandkids, I know most of your communication today is through short texts and emails. You probably do not like to read something as long as this letter, but please do! One day, the gifts you get for Christmas will be gone. This Christmas letter to each of you will last forever. As you continue…
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THANK YOU
THANK YOU With Thanksgiving a few days away, I decided to revise a story that was posted in July when we first started https://storiesbylarry.com/. It is a reminder for all of us to thank God for not only our holiday meals but to thank him every day for all He has done for each of…
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WHY WE HUNT
I know it’s hard for some people to understand why we hunt. They don’t understand that we don’t hunt just to kill. We hunt to watch the sunrise over a frosted field. We hunt to see the morning come alive with wildlife going through their daily activities, not knowing we are even there. We hunt…
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A War Story
When he returned from war, he never wanted to touch another gun. He never wanted to smell gun smoke in the air. He never wanted to see blood staining the ground again. Family and friends knew he had served in the military. He never told anyone his stories. They all knew it was best not…
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THE OLD MAN IN THE MIRROR
He was up early, preparing to pick up his son and go on a deer hunting trip. He had brushed his teeth and was washing his face. He paused to look at himself in the mirror and saw this old man staring back at him. His 78th birthday would be here in a few more…
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A SPECIAL PLACE
I close the book I was reading. I lean back against a tree and watch the autumn leaves flutter through the air before landing on the glassy surface of the creek at this special place. My eyes pick out a single leaf, still clinging to the tree above me. It moves with the gentle breeze…
