I Think He Liked Me

I Think He Liked Me

He must have liked me; he tried his hardest to get my attention. But there were times when I would have settled for him liking me a bit less. I had to watch my backside when Uncle Amanza Powell was around. I must have been his favorite target. He was as kind a man as...
Lost in the City

Lost in the City

I was terrified when she turned around and I saw it wasn’t Mother—a lost three-year-old on one of the busiest sidewalks in one of the busiest cities in America. I broke into tears, and my screams attracted attention. I had been thrilled when Mother told me she’d take...
A Mechanical Genius

A Mechanical Genius

I was pretty good in the books, but I was never accused of having mechanical ability. I’d just graduated from high school and was working for our local Surge milking machine dealer, trying to earn a little money for college the next fall. Mostly, I serviced Surge...
A Student’s Solution

A Student’s Solution

I’ve written about my cousins Jack’s and Wayne’s resistance to getting out of bed when their fathers called them for morning milking. A student of mine had a brother with the same problem, and it was driving her father to distraction. She devised a solution that she...
The Champion Team That Wasn’t

The Champion Team That Wasn’t

Coach Douglas McKenzie called this winning group of basketball players, “my state tournament team.” He thought by the time we were juniors or seniors we’d be a championship team for sure. The 1951 Mineral Point eighth-grade starting five is pictured above....