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Words About My Words...

November 28, 2019 by Kerry Fores in ALL

Here I share my stories. They are listed by posting date, but few are date-related. Some may be tired, but none are old. I hope you find something you like, as these readers did...

  
      "...written so beautifully, like a quiet and personal evening at Meditation Garden.... I so want my friends to read this."

     ~Alicia Nowak
           Commenting on "Dear Elvis"

  
      "Damn Kerry, you can WRITE." 

        ~Luke Ayd

  
      "You could replace Peter Egan at Road and Track [magazine]." 

        ~Joseph Alexander

  
      "Each time I read your work, you grab me by the collar and take me along, I'm RIGHT there with you. I truly hope one day you write a book."

     ~Don Johnson

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Misplaced Confidence

November 06, 2017 by Kerry Fores in ALL, THOUGHT

“To fly, the Wright Brothers had to conquer the forces of lift, drag, thrust, and gravity. A fifth and far greater deterrent to flight had not yet been invented; the Internet talk group.”
~Kerry Fores

A version of this article appeared in the November 2017 issue of KITPLANES magazine.

Music is Memories

April 25, 2016 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, THOUGHT, HUMOR, ALL

"There is a universal language to be sure, math and one of its sublime dialects...music. Your story hits on both. Bravo." ~James Hamman DDS

"Sweet memory. I have some of the same. Beautifully written, as always." ~Martha

As with the smallpox virus, I believed the last remaining copy of “Islands In The Stream” had been sequestered. I believed debates were ongoing for its incineration, so nothing would remain of it but horrific stories of personal suffering, and painful memories of tragic dates. I believed wrong.

Ghost Rider

September 08, 2015 by Kerry Fores in ALL, LIFE, THOUGHT

"...in order for a little baby seed (soul) to grow, it would have to pass through fire, flood, or....shit." From Ghost Rider: Travels On The Healing Road by Neil Peart.

Bust or Boom?

May 22, 2015 by Kerry Fores in ALL, THOUGHT, TRAVEL

What caused the decline and abandonment of this farm? Why would a person – perhaps an entire family – leave all of this to nature and the curious camera of a motorcyclist exploring back roads?

Kerry and Hobbes

March 19, 2015 by Kerry Fores in THOUGHT, LIFE, ALL

Thinking of Hobbes, an inanimate object, as a companion is silly…or is it? Was Hobbes, the tiger in Calvin and Hobbes for whom "my" Hobbes is named, real? To everyone but Calvin he was a stuffed animal. But Calvin saw him differently. Calvin had a relationship him. He was a friend, a muse, a partner in crime. He was integral to Calvin's life.

Nothing To See Here, Folks.

January 29, 2015 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

Product placement – as sure as I’m writing this on a 13” Apple MacBook Pro with Retina display – has grown from subliminal messages on movie screens to being so overt I’d wager my Craftsman tool set (with lifetime guarantee) that most people don’t recognize that much of what they see is advertising.

Dear Elvis

Graceland

January 07, 2015 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, THOUGHT, ALL

"...written so beautifully, like a quiet and personal evening at Meditation Garden.... I so want my friends to read this." ~Alicia Nowak

Maybe your purpose was to shred our transistor radio speakers, sneer on our black and white TV screens with over-saturated movements, change everything, inspire everyone, and then beat a hasty exit the same way you dashed off stage after each performance on The Ed Sullivan Show.

My Early Years as A Writer: No Substance, But the Spelling Was Poor

Roosevelt Elementary School

December 14, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

By second grade, having turned my back on singing, I took to writing. In the envelope holding my second grade report card I found – folded imperfectly to a quarter its original size – a yellowed, wide-ruled notebook page with a fringed right margin and the carefully-penciled lettering of an 8-year-old boy. My first bit of travel writing!

How To Thank A Veteran

Lackland Air Force Base

November 10, 2014 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, THOUGHT, ALL

Minutes passed. I don't know how many. Many. Our small bags grew heavy. Our grip on them grew weak. Our knees trembled from equal parts fear, cold and fatigue. Our shoulders sagged. What was this game? How long would it go on? What am I doing here? Can I just proclaim this a terrible mistake – a stupid decision – and go home?

Free Pie

August 27, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

I passed a gas station advertising a free gallon of milk with a $7.99 pie purchase. Oh I felt it immediately; the quickening of my heart, sweaty palms, a shortness of breath at the thrill of the chase. Oh yes chase, because surely everyone driving by sees this amazing deal and there is a line for gas station pie. I must get in that line before the pie is gone.

Now Self-Serving Kerry "Danger" Fores

August 13, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

"Oh man, brilliant post. I snorted, lol'd rather deeply for a woman and got the 3 yapping ankle biters all riled up. Great job!" ~Nichole Starr

Q: Did you make any of these questions up just so you could tell us more about yourself?
A: I have no direct knowledge that that occurred but I will look in to those allegations and take swift action, if necessary, to maintain my approval rating. You folks deserve no less.

On A Whim and A Prayer

July 02, 2014 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, TRAVEL, THOUGHT, ALL

To give my impromptu flight a light-hearted spin I joke that I woke up in desperate need of a shot glass with a ceramic jackalope glued to its bottom and flew six hundred seventy-eight miles to Wall Drug, in South Dakota, to buy one.

Among the Clouds

June 11, 2014 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, THOUGHT, ALL

On tarmac bathed in humid red
My silver mount and goggles shed
I stand beneath the sky just flown
Beside the plane that brought me home

What's In A Name?

June 04, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, THOUGHT, ALL

He asked my name again, in a more polite manner, and I told him it was Danger. Anger again flashed in his eyes...

The Linen-Covered Table at a Rest Area

May 26, 2014 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, TRAVEL, ALL

Having lost a father in WWII without ever knowing him, it brought me a little closer to what must have been his own emotional nightmares. ~Marthe

"Beautifully told, I have tears yet again." ~Nichole Starr

A tent sheltered a round table draped in white linen. There was a single rose as a centerpiece. It was carefully prepared with five place settings for distinguished guests the organizer knew would not show. Had the President of the United States shown up, no place setting would have been added to accommodate even him.

The Problem With Target

May 14, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

There have been ongoing problems with Target that have gone unreported by the mainstream media. In this post – my first with a guest writer - we take a look at those problems from both the female and male perspective.

If You Think This is About A Car...

April 23, 2014 by Kerry Fores in LIFE, ALL

My last child left home and, like her three sisters before her, she will never return to live with me though I may see her from time to time. The move came suddenly, unexpectedly, as her 18th year in my house approached. One day I was making plans to buy her a new Pimento-colored dress, and just a few days later I was helping her pack her possessions into boxes for the move.

Harvey Reeds and the Pink Elephant

The Pink Elephant Diner

April 16, 2014 by Kerry Fores in TRAVEL, LIFE, ALL

The interstate highways have given us speed and efficiency, but taken away any connection to the towns we bypass and the people we never meet. Motorcycling has given back to me what “progress” has taken away. My life has been enriched by a chance encounter with an old man who was going for coffee at his favorite small-town diner.

How Did We Get Here?

April 02, 2014 by Kerry Fores in HUMOR, ALL

My road here was painful. I thought more than once about turning back. Buoyed by all three—both—of my fans, I kept at it until it was too late to request a refund. So lucky us, we are together at last. And lucky you, you stumbled in here for free.