WHAT’S IN A NAME

WHAT’S IN A NAME? Have you ever thought how difficult it is to come up with a name to use with a one-syllable last name? Believe me, I’ve thought about it a lot. As many of you know, Ann Everett is only a pen name. My real last name is Ball. Think about that for a...

LIFE IN A SMALL TOWN

LIFE IN A SMALL TOWN There are some definite benefits to living in a small town. Just today, my husband experienced another one. He was going to gas my car…one of the many things I love about him. Besides, once a woman learns to take out the trash and gas her own car,...

UNFORGETTABLE

UNFORGETTABLE We all forget things now and then. As we get older, it seems to happen more often. Personally, I think we set ourselves up to forget. We say, let me write that down, so I won’t forget. Telling ourselves we will forget, unless we note it. I’ve found, if I...

REMEMBER WHEN

REMEMBER WHEN Remember when a refrigerator was an ice box…the hair salon was a beauty shop…a sofa was a couch…and men and women could tease and flirt with each other and nobody filed a sexual harassment suit? I think it was back in the sixties. Well, during that time,...

DON’T TRICK MY CHERRY (short story)

It was happy hour at Sonic and five cars back in the drive-through, I looked out my window and watched the vapor of heat rise off the pavement. Until recently, it seemed reflective of my life, burning off into the atmosphere, day by day, with not much to show for it....

SNAKES ON A PLANE

Yesterday, my husband decided to burn a pile of tree trimmings. Yeah, that’s right, country folk have burn piles. If we wanted to make it fancy, we could call it a bonfire and dance around it. Anyway, he started the fire, and a little blue-striped garter snake ran out...

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