The Saga of Miles Forrest

The man was leaning toward one side, and grimaced as he took a step.  As he got to the table where we were sitting he opened his coat revealing a rifle cocked and ready to fire.  Nodding at Molly, he said, “I hear that you’re the proprietor of this establishment.”        Molly nodded,…

Echoes From the Campfire

Our senses are fragile things, dainty things, occasionally trustworthy, yet always demanding of perspective. Our senses need horizons, they need gauges, they need rules by which to apply themselves, and in the sand storm there is no horizon and there are no rules.”                        …

Coffee Percs

It wasn’t a minute he was back with two cups of coffee. I was relishing a cup. He let me take a few sips; it was hot, strong, and black. ‘Ahhh,’ came a sigh from my being.”                          –D.C. Adkisson  (Redemption)   Whooee, Pard,…

Echoes From the Campfire

I don’t need to see the world; I just like to enjoy the moments each day brings.”                          –Ken Pratt  (The Wolves of Windsor Ridge)         “Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice!  Tell all the nations that the…