I GLANCED AT the picture in my hand. It showed one of the wren houses I’d built in the spring of 2008 and hung in a nearby tree. A dead mouse dangled absurdly by its tail, evidently somehow caught in the intricately twig fashioned wren’s nest inside. I showed it to my wife and in a rather typical response, she said, “Ugh!”
For my part, my active mind took off for parts unknown and I conjured a fantasy.
At the end of the summer season on 10-17-2008 about the time of the…Continue
Added by Richard O. Benton on October 15, 2016 at 4:22am — No Comments
As I pieced it together from family history, September 21, 1938 dawned gray in Torrington, CT. Gram had just called from the old place up on Town Farm Road on the rotary dial and invited our little family for supper.
I have written this in story form to try and capture the moment, the danger and the excitement of that day.
Grandpa and Gram came up a couple of days before from their house in Hartford to get in the corn. The almost two hundred year old property in West Torrington…Continue
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THE STAR SPANGLED Banner finished and the crowd now heard, “Runners, on your mark.”
The cannon’s booming crack sent hundreds of men and women bolting across the startup line. Old, young, streamlined, even portly, running outfits’ casual or to the nines, they ran. Each one displayed a prominent identifying number.
On West Street they put on a show, gathering cheers for favorites and listening to heady, frantic calls from the crowd. Some smiled and hammed it up. Others…Continue
Added by Richard O. Benton on October 1, 2016 at 7:05am — No Comments