Category: Stories by Larry
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THE MOST IMPORTANT TREE OF ALL
I was on my way to the valley where we once owned a cabin for many years. As I was driving, I saw it. I am sure I have seen it lots of other times. It was just a glimpse as I was driving by. Why did it bother me so much then? It was…
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Saying Grace
When I was growing up on the farm, saying grace was something we did before a meal. Our food came from my grandmother’s garden my grandmother planted. Or, from wild plants grandma and I picked around the farm. She and I gathered eggs from the chickens they raised. On special occasions, she would kill one…
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The Last Cast
He was alone on the lake. The sunrise was breathtaking. He had seen lots of mornings but none this beautiful. His first cast landed near some bushes. He felt the thump and set the hook. The largemouth bass came out of the water, trying to shake the bait. It fought hard but soon tired. He…
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The Power In Your Hands
I recently read a story titled Grandpa’s Hands. It reminded me of my Grandpa and Grandma’s hands. They were old and wrinkled, like in the story I read. They used them to survive and raise their family on the farm where I was born and spent my early years. Their hands guided me into being…
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Real Men Do Cry Sometimes
I still remember the day vividly in my mind. It was 1954. I was eight years old and walking around Grandpa and Grandma’s farm. It was where I was born and grew up. My Daisy Red Ryder BB gun is in my hand. I had been shooting at a piece of old, rusted tin hanging…
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Frog Hunters
My dad and his friend Gene were returning from a successful nighttime frog-gigging trip when Dad’s truck’s headlights went out. Looking all over, they could not find a fuse. Lucky for them, they found a .22 caliber bullet that fit perfectly into the fuse box. The headlights came on. After traveling approximately 20 miles and…
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A LUCKY LITTLE BOY
He sure is lucky, this 4-year old little boy asleep in his bed. He’s going fishing for the first time today. Mom promised him she and dad would take him if he kept his toys picked up. His room looks pretty good. Some toys are pushed under the bed or back into the closet. His…
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SUMMER NIGHTS AND TWINKLING LIGHTS
It had been a special hot summer day. I spent the whole day wading in a shaded Ozarks creek, fishing and catching crawdads. I used to do that as a child many years ago. I still do it today. I decided to stretch out on the creek bank and take a nap. I fell asleep…
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A Chicken Named McChick
The family next door got a chicken as a pet for their kids. They called it McChick after the McDonalds chicken sandwich. The kids carried it around everywhere. Sometimes, it would come over and roam around our yard without the kids. At first, I would run it off. Gradually, McChick worked her way into my…
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Too Much Screen Time
If you grew up in the 1950s, 60s, or even early 70s, things were a lot different for kids back then. When you rode your bicycle, you wore no helmet. We even hitchhiked with strangers and did not worry about it. We rode in cars or trucks with no seat belts or airbags. There were…
