Wilder than Ginseng

Now my mother is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and that’s the truth. Everybody says so. All the neighbors and the family and the church folks, too. You can hear them whisper when she passes by that they’ve never seen a prettier woman in this town or any other. Mama is modest and don’t seem to much care if … Continue reading Wilder than Ginseng

Too Far Gone

I saw you today at the corner market here in our hometown. I stood in line just behind you, but you did not notice me. It’s been more than twenty years, but I recognized you, old friend. Not in a thousand years could I forget the curve of your face, the shape and color of … Continue reading Too Far Gone

Home, At Last

Tonight, we went home. We hadn’t been there since God was a boy. This was my father’s childhood home, the place where my first memories were made, the very place where legend and memory still reside. And just as I suspected, the old place had not forgotten me.                   Continue reading Home, At Last