Our Winter Years Jeri Holcombe Ragan (To Honeyboy and Charlie) Years have come and gone; Our steps no longer lithe as we cross the yard. Your whiskers and mine, whiten our faces into two grizzled old men. Still, you follow me in slow arthritic walk, a rhythm we both know. You nudge my hand to…
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Clubs & Classes, March 2017
New Horizons Writers’ Group
The Hillbilly Bob Hirt “Hi … ? Bob …?” the fellow offered, almost quizzically, as he stepped out of his 1995 Honda Accord sedan at the edge of my driveway and sidled slowly over to me: “My name’s Jake Jenkins and I talked a couple days ago to your brother, Tommy, back East. He mentioned…
Clubs & Classes, February 2017
New Horizon Writers’ Group
Ducking the Problem Bob Hirt Duck Dynasty of TV fame has recently met its match. The Dynasty group, unshaven and often scruffy in appearance but no intellectual dummies, have graced television screens throughout the country with their quirky comments, their retorts and humor. But now in the news is another rather humorous item for us…
Clubs & Classes, January 2017
New Horizons Writers’ Group
And so goes the memory Bob Hirt We were recently sitting at a memorial at the Cottonwood tennis courts, along with some 500 others, to honor a deceased tennis professional and friend, all waiting for the program to begin. We were celebrating the life of a tennis pro who was tragically killed on nearby Riggs…
Clubs & Classes, November 2016
Interested in writing?
If you enjoy writing and feel that you want to share your skills, enjoy light banter and camaraderie and the willingness to be open to discussion and critique why not come to our monthly New Horizons Writers Group meetings? There are no dues, just a commitment to attend meetings with regularity and purpose. We’re a…
Clubs & Classes, November 2016
New Horizons Writers’ Group
Cooling off Bob Hirt Our society is moving at such a fast pace it’s sometimes difficult to keep abreast of the newest things, such as Pokemon and fantasy football, among others. Some children are now learning to swim by age three, sometimes earlier. That, of course, is a wonderful safety measure for all families, despite…
Clubs & Classes, September 2016
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One In, One Out Bob Hirt Drugs in our society are here to stay and the world knows it. I am referring to illegal drugs – drugs that stimulate, hypnotize, sedate, cause euphoria, eliminate pain, and generally cause an unreal existence on a daily basis. Sadly, there are people all over our society who are…
Clubs & Classes, July 2016
New Horizons Writers’ Group
Judgement ground? No! Bob Hirt The gate is usually open; mostly there’s no gate at all; all the secrets of every departed soul quietly reside there: in Forest Lawn Cemetery and in all the checkerboard-like plots in every land. all the memories, all the happenings, sit closely guarded under cold, hard stones that cannot speak,…
Clubs & Classes, June 2016
New Horizons Writers’ Group
Assert yourself, young man Bob Hirt Having been brought up on a large dairy farm with a couple teams of draft horses was a good experience for us kids. Those gentle “plugs,” as my Dad called them, were anything but a challenge. Billy and Sally were the gentlest animals one could ever imagine. If you’d…
Clubs & Classes, April 2016
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A “Currant” Affair Bob Hirt When little Charlie came in to the animal hospital he was wrapped in a blanket; not that it was cold, he was just unable to walk in under his own power. It all started at the beginning of a vacation for his owners, Mr. and Mrs. William Gillespie. They started…