America Part VII

When we got in from the woods Monday evening Pete was still there… standing in the shade of an old mulberry tree with his eyes closed. On his back was what at first glance appeared to be a large chicken. Even Dewayne had to get out of the truck for a closer inspection. Sure enough…

The Voice of Bo

My name is Bo and I don’t talk much, not because I can’t but simply because there is just no need for a lot of words. I think words take away from the truth. Take the word love how humans have abused the word. When you love there is no question about it. Love is…

America Part VI

Just before dark DeWane pulled up in the truck. I left the mutt in the house and went out and climbed in. We set off for Shine Well about three miles down the road. we went pretty slow as it was getting dark and we only had one headlight and no tail lights at all….

LOVE NEEDS NO VOICE

Have you ever looked deep into the eyes of a dog or horse? I have, and saw love in its purest expression. No, they cannot speak all those fancy words like us humans do, but they do not need to, words as we all know, are used to decorate. We use pretty words and learn…

America Part V

I just froze for a moment thinking, just take some deep breaths and don’t think snakes. Just back out real slow and that’s just what I did. Back on the porch I dug in the sacks until I found the batteries that I had bought and went over to the chair to put the batteries…

THOSE THAT HEAL

Born disabled in America is debilitating in so many ways. If you want to see the truly disabled then look to the homeless, those that missed the bus, yes even the little bus. Sure, you in your self-righteousness can say they are druggies or alcoholics. So why are they what and where they are? Being…