Fetterman Massacre – A True Story

The Whites called it a battle when soldiers entered a village at dawn and killed men, women, and children as they slept or as they fled for their lives. However, when Indians killed only soldiers on a field of battle, the Whites called it a massacre. For instance: The Day: 21 December 1866, as the […]

Quotes From Hunter

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” — Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a […]

Sand Paintings

I ran into Jimmy in the summer of 1969 when I was hitchhiking to California. I was standing by the side of the road just outside of Gallup, New Mexico, hoping to catch a ride at least as far as Flagstaff before it got dark. As the sun kissed the rim of the earth, turning […]

All the Women Think I’m Fine

All the women think I’m fine All the women, when they see me, want me I’m walkin’ down the street They can’t get enough of me I’m smilin’ my smile They can’t get enough of me I’m strutting my stuff They can’t get enough of me I’m drivin’ my short They follow me down the […]

I’m So Afraid of Dying

I’ve been a long time livin’, too long I’ve been a long time hurtin’, too long I need to feel somethin’ good, for a change I need to feel the touch of another, for a change Sometimes I’m so lonely, so blue Sometimes I just wanna die, I just wanna There’s gotta be a better […]

Love

Love is never spontaneous. Love takes work. Love, over time, grows strong like a mighty oak. No sapling is Love. Love is soft and low. Love is hard as a rock. Love is not words. Love is action. Love is showing. Love does not have to be spoken. Life without Love is a long, lonesome […]

Jeanie

Here’s the follow-up to the Everything’s Jake story. It’s two hours before dawn, moonlight shafts in through the open window. In a darkened corner, deep in the shadows, sits a woman. She has been sitting there for hours. She looks toward the bed. Lying on the bed is a man, a big man. The woman […]

New Orleans

Here’s another one of my stories from my youth. Not too much happened here, but what the hell, I’m gonna tell it anyway. I wrote this last night as a comment on my friend John Howell’s blog. So, if John doesn’t mind me stealing from his blog, here goes. If he he does mind, I’ll […]

John, Clark, & John

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, movies were the premier form of entertainment in our land. There was no Netflix, no streaming from YouTube, no Hulu, and definitely no checking out Kim Kardashian’s butt every week on television because there was no television. No Kim Kardashian, for that matter. Back in those […]

Ellen’s Long Shot

Here’s a story from my youth. I’m proud of this story. Not because of my sexual prowess. I’m proud of it because I finally did something right. I did something right with the help of a higher power. It wasn’t the first or the last time I did something right, but they’ve been so far […]