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RIDING THE RAILS
NELLIE RIGGS McQUILLIS
This piece is included in a self-published book of short stories written by a new contributor, Nellie Riggs McQuillis. TALES FROM THE FOUR MILE RUN was written and published in the 1980s, after her retirement. She taught in the Ligonier (PA) School District between 1936 and 1978, except for a few years when she took time out to grow a family.
“Now, you young ones pay attention. You’re not to leave this place today. Do you hear me?”
“Of course,” I said. “They can probably hear you half way to…”
“What’s that?” he said, whirling around.
“I said of course we hear you. We hafta stay in this place.”
Then he was gone.
We jumped up from the table, scraped the rest of our oatmeal into the dog’s dish on the porch and prayed he’d eat it before Mom came up from the cellar, where she was hunting Mason jars for canning beans.
Then (more…)
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WRITERS MEETINGS, EVENTS, SEMINARS
POSTED October 27, 2008
Six events
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BEANERY WRITERS GROUP POETRY & PROSE READING
November 1, 2008
1:00-3:00 p.m.
Ligonier Valley Library basement
(on the Ligonier (PA) diamond)
Contact: Carolyn C. Holland at 724/238-3493 or beaneryblog@yahoo.com
1:00-2:00 Readings by and of Beanery Writers Group Members
2:00-4:00 Open Mike—bring a 5-8 minute reading to share
Music by Diane Cipa and Marianne McAuliffe
Snacks and Book/Literature table
(local writers: bring a copy of your published books to publicize)
AVAILABLE: Beanery Booklet, writings on Ligonier Valley by members of the Beanery Writers Group, THE LOYALHANNA REVIEW
Book and information table
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LIGONIER 250 FALL SPEAKER SERIES
Washington, Braddock, Forbes, and Fort Ligonier:
The view from the Papers of George Washington (more…)
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JOURNEY’S END
JOAN
The mysterious stagecoach traveler is a frail woman dressed in black wrapped in a black shawl. Her hair is parted in the center and pulled into a small bun on her neck fastened by a horn comb.
She greets her fellow passengers politely. A day traveler, she seems weary. She carries a black satchel over one arm, from which she extracts small ivory shuttlecocks for making hair lace. She guides hair through loops to make the knots/gaps and displays a family journal of beribboned hair wreaths, braids, and chains as fine as spider webs.
The stagecoach drivers swear she doesn’t board the stagecoach at any previous stop but is aboard every (more…)
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THE HAUNTED CABIN IN THE WOODS
TIFFANY
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Kirsten. She was swinging. After she was done, she went in to the woods. She walked into a cabin and an old lady was standing by a fire stirring stew. The old lady turned around and saw the little girl. She asked the little girl if she wanted some stew. Kirsten said, “Please.” She ate some stew and after that she fell asleep. When she woke up she felt something very hot and wet all over her. She jumped out of the pot and pushed the old lady in and went home…written June 23, 1999
ADDITIONAL READING (stories by or about children anedor critters)
A FAT CAT AND A SAD DAD
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JUS’ THINKIN’ AN WRITIN’
REGINA
Just a little about me.
I am just a fledgling writer, who was born of the prompting and talent of a seasoned and talented writer just two short years ago. Up until that time, I had no idea I could write, but with the (more…)
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QUINTESSENCE
Robert A. Woodall
A miller’s wheel beside the stream
to catch a waterfall
Is all that tells the fields around
were once, with grain, grown tall.
Now asphalt intercepts the rain
and sun and wind-spread seed.
There’s no place left for nature here,
we had a greater need.
For concrete, plastic, glass, and steel,
a million feet of board.
Machinery fills the valley now
where once the eagle soared.
Is heaven gone, the garden lost,
or someday will we see
Wild flowers grow and birds renew
their song of praise for Thee?
ADDITIONAL READING:
LOSS AND LOVE
DOES EXAGGERATING THE TRUTH CREATE GOOD STORIES?
BEAR STORIES ACROSS THE NATION
LEAF-PEEPING: Autumn Leaves
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A DOVE STORY RETOLD: JASMINE AND JEWEL
KATHLEEN
Fluttering and cooing the Mourning Doves chased each other back and forth across my balcony porch. They made such a commotion I began watching them in earnest. Mating season was in full swing! After covering the potting soil with loosely laid straws and grass, the female dove perched on the empty window box planter and laid two cream-colored, one-inch eggs. I knew nothing about dove mating habits, but was thrilled I’d been chosen to observe this “up close and personal” process.
Quickly, I learned the male and female participate equally in the nesting vigil. The female usually sits all night, while the male (more…)
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PHOTODOCTOR: WHO IS THE PERSON BEHIND THE NAME?
Photodoctor’s Bio
Bio: Photodoctor
Home: Wherever I hang my hat!
Born: 12/07/1955
I have always been able to see as well or better than others. This is a strange remark, from someone who sees the world through coke-bottled glasses, but for some reason, God gave me the ability to see.
I originally thought He gave me the ability to see when I excelled as a preschool marksman. I could see well enough to snap a swinging cord at 25 yards, with a 22 rifle. This ability followed me though my teen years as I dropped many a deer or clover leafed a target at hundreds of yards. But that isn’t why God made me see.
I thought He gave me the ability to see when I (more…)
“DATING WHEN FIFTY-SOME:” A Guy’s Version
Tags: ♥memories, Commentary, Contemplation, Dating, Journal, Journaling, Latest post, Life, Love, Love Poem, Musings, My Life, Opinion, People, Poems, Poetry, Reflections, Romance
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“DATING WHEN FIFTY-SOME”
A Guy’s Version
The Photodoctor
Ladies do you ever
wonder what goes
through a guys mind?
Where Do You Meet?
at church
in a bar
during a walk
shopping for groceries
at the gym
at the bookstore
while getting coffee
heaven forbid, on the net
or introduced by a friend
What Do You Say?
don’t I know you
gee you’re pretty
do you come here a lot (more…)