Rons phone lit up on the kitchen table, and then it buzzed again, and again, because the messages I sent from my room fifteen minutes earlier had not gone to …

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I took Sols Moby-Dick down off the little shelf he built by the window, and the folded paper inside was not a lease, it was a letter from the original …

Inside Sols Moby-Dick Read More

I knelt on the hearth that night, and my knees told me all about it, and the loose stone came up on the third try, and the wax-papered letter was …

The 1911 Letter Read More

The next morning I drove to the tribal office in Skokomish and laid Hanks second map on the counter, the hand-drawn one with the red line and the treaty number …

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I called the old Mount Olive pastors widow that night, ninety-four years old, and read her the plaque I had cut the moss off of on Clarences pecan tree, and …

The Plaque On The Pecan Tree Read More

I dug my grandsons boom box out of the garage that night, put in the cassette from Toms 1988 crate, and pressed play, and the first voice I heard was …

The Crate Nailed Shut Read More

That afternoon I climbed up on the wing in my church shoes, slid the logbook out of the cockpit pocket, and inside the back cover was the 1976 FAA letter …

The Letter Folded In The Logbook Read More

The next morning I called the Coast Guard station in Sault Ste. Marie, asked for the commander, and read him the last paragraph of the admirals letter I had unclipped …

The Admirals Letter Read More

My granddaughter drove up from Kerrville that night and read the first page of Rosas tin box by lantern light in the chapel, then stopped and looked at me and …

The Date On The Top Page Read More

In the morning I called the Jockey Club and gave them the name on the brass plate of Earls old halter, and the lady on the phone went quiet, and …

The Name On The Halter Read More