Jean Proctor was her name and we had been datingДЇor a few years. Most beautiful girl you could find anywhere. The problem was that I was in love with the They needed pilots and I was accepted into training. To get away I volunteered forД®verything I could find in the manuals. The first time in my life and it wasnt very funny. A big, ugly, sergeant gave me purpose for The Air Force as a private and was sent to radar mechanics He Korean War had started three months earlier so I joined But sometimes I still hear it in my dreams.G Y P S Y M A G I C I always stayed until the fire died down and the music Them with my eyes and became part of it as I moved back and forth Saw me as they swirled by, but no one said anything. Move with the music, and there were times when I thought the girls The flashing flames made dancing shadows that seemed to Under a wagon, and pushing the tall grass aside, I could really see Jump to the ground and run as fast as I could through the cemeteryДЄnd across a wide field toward the firelight. If my head was in the window I could hear the sound and Swishing long skirts back and forth to the beat of Cajun accordionsДЄnd harmonica music. Middle and five or six girls of all ages danced around it, their hands Horse-pulled wagons that had rubber tires. The gypsies came through town several times a year in their Hear it when the wind is out of the east. It was a soothing sound and sometimes I think I can still Tracks were about a half-mile from our house and late at night IД¬ould hear the steam engines puff and the engineers blow their air Window that was at the side of my bed and put my pillow on N the spring when the weather was warm, I used to raise the The author signing books at the turquoise mine. Her as she regaled me with the reasons why we are so lucky to have Nice smile that made me feel better, and asked me to please follow Anyway, when she finished sipping she gave me a Those authors, she raised her coffee cup to take a sip. Just as I was about to ask the little girl at the computer about I mightve been a great writer for all I know, or even a great some. History doesnt reveal the alternatives so I just wanted to look at one and hold it for a while. So one day when it was raining, I went to Borders to see about To hang him with a new rope because he respected him so much. Its a respect thing, like the sheriff who told the outlaw he was going Like Hemingway and Fitzgerald, whom everyone looked up to. Great books that were written by really important writers, those guys Because I wasnt in college I didnt get to read any of the Of time, it seems prudent to do a little investigating about higher But with all of my days now, in the fullness My books have to write themselves or IД©still think about education sometimes, especially now that its This book is my ninth in twenty-six years of casually recounting My only goal in this endeavor is to talk about aДЇew of my life experiences and if any readers over the age of twelveДont see a little of themselves in this mirror, then maybe they deserve I tend to use some words that arent in the dictionary, and others

GainingД®xperience wasnt always peaceful, especially during my early years Thats not to boast about all that happened along the way. Has been my goal then Ive been successful my share of the time. Varied are the many roads Ive travelled to reach my eighty yearsДЄnd not all have been paved with smiles and accolades. My church is in the mountains andДЄlong the river bottoms where dreams and fantasies alike go to play. Provocation and realize that all of us are environmentalists to someДegree, and me more than most. That I admit to being as proud of it today as my father was of me I did that more than once, and candor demands Meadowlarks so my family could have food on the table, then pleaseДont read further. If it will bother you to read that I shot Instead, keep in mind that the temperament of theД¬ountry was different in the s, when I was a tyke and Wimpy Nevertheless, the story about my treasure chest is true,ДЄnd if it doesnt stir your spirit then I hope at least it brings a smileДЄnd please dont fret too much if some of the things I say dontДЄppeal to you. He fact that one of my natural instincts is to embellish O history as one man can average out that truth, considering Of the stories that mingle among these pages are as true

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