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… Sr. had been in the country for a week. He’d decided to come early to revisit some of the places he’d been during … had come early to Vietnam. Rowen Sr.’s former Air Force buddies were spread all around the aviation industry, the … He sat almost primly, his knees close together, a briefcase on the ground parallel to his thighs, a benign, …
Memoir
… alfalfa, too, to bale for his fifty head of cattle. He also kept pigs, chickens, the odd goat or horse. He had one … no. So Arnie walked over. His hair was a feathery brown comb-over and he wore carefully groomed muttonchops on his … ponds. Her hobbies were reading and fashion, which she studied in magazines before sewing her own clothes. Fabric …
Essays
… have something to say about this act of real violence, committed by a real person, someone I had known as my … a glimpse of my uncle as he barged into the room, fists readied for my father who was charging toward him from … The trail is officially ranked “strenuous,” and at points it seems to go straight up. After awhile, I noticed …
… horses, suffered toothache to its bloody end. And when they died, they just died. (God was in His prime, and could take on Science …
… Poms and Plays. By W. B. Yeats. New York: The Macmillan Company. $1.75. The Collected Poems of A. H. Housman. New … And all seems evil until I Sleepless would lie down and die. But, as patrician as Yeats’ mind often is, it is also enduringly tough; and toughness in his case is a high …
… Startled, she sees the scene repeat itself—the snowy boy comes into the kitchen again, this time shouting “Wait for … are the ones she and Saul set out the summer his old mother died, the summer he stammered his way into a proposal of … she smiled. A wonder, thinking back on those family meals, her doing the cooking and the cleaning up, whistling …