Hard to Swallow

Hard to Swallow

Philosophy

May 5, 2017

“For Good Health, Please Wash Hands.” I found myself staring at the sign posted above the sink in the x-ray room as I waited for the nurse to gather the supplies she would need for the procedure. The room hummed like a window AC unit, and …

The Executioner

The Executioner

March 24, 2017

After my first brutal hunt, I became the unofficial animal executioner at the Webster household. There was trouble at the petting zoo–how I sometimes referred to the Webster farm with its myriad ducks, chickens, turkeys, goats, alpacas, horses, …

The First Hunt

The First Hunt

Hunting, Traditional Life

February 17, 2017

I was sitting up in a tree stand in the forty-degree weather. The sun had finally come up and was starting to thaw my frozen hands and feet. It was a beautiful West Virginia morning. The forest was clear thanks to all the damp dropped leaves covering …

How I Tried to Kill A Streetlight

How I Tried to Kill A Streetlight

Antics

January 6, 2017

People will do all kinds of strange things for love, and the destruction of property is no exception. I asked my friend if he wanted to hang out one evening, and he said yes. He was living with a mutual friend at the time, and he invited me to come …