Tag: Sam Moses

Book Fair

All Aboard! Anyone who has read “The Law of Moses,” knows Sam is raised and lives the first part of his life in New York.  For anyone who hasn’t, telling them so, isn’t much of a spoiler. In order to share the big news, I have no choice.  Sam...

Flash Fiction – 1968

From time to time, I am invited to compete in writing contests. I have never done so, until now and I thought I’d share it with you. My submission is for a “Flash Fiction”contest. The piece can be no longer than five hundred words, must use the included photo...

Gunny C.Part Four

“I realize I have a drinking problem and I am asking for help to stay sober today.” With these words, or words very much like them, Gunny C stepped forward and received a white plastic disk about the size of a poker chip. Gunny C accepted his first “surrender...

Gunny C. Part Three

Long before C even thought of joining the Marine Corps, he was a boy growing up in Birmingham, Alabama. He was tall, for his age, the bulk of him I knew wouldn’t develop until later in his life. He was embarrassed of his large hands and over-sized feet. He...

Gunny C. Part Two

Gunny C was a Marine. He was a cook, by training, and a good one. He was the NCOIC (Noncommissioned Officer In Charge) of one of the best run dining facilities on Camp Lejeune. He and the unit had received several compliments, “Atta-boys,” and Letters of Recognition. Gunny C...

Gunny C

“I don’t belong here.” The voice sounded as if it rose up and out of a well.  I shifted my gaze from the paperwork on my desk and filling the doorway to my office was the largest man I have ever seen.  He stood six foot eight in socks,...

A Taste

Several have asked me how the new book is coming and it’s almost finished.  I thought I’d give you all a taste.  Let me know what you think.     He captured her attention as he ambulated along the sidewalk. “Ambulating,” she whispered the word to herself, “such a...

“Damned Buttons”

The summer I was sixteen, I alternated with my Dad driving my little sister to Fargo, North Dakota.  She had qualified for the High School National Finals Rodeo.  Our 1969 Chevy half-ton was loaded with the full sized camper that housed not only the three of us, but also...