Kerry Fores. Writer. Photographer. Person of Interest
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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.
Read More"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.
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.
Read MoreOn 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
He asked my name again, in a more polite manner, and I told him it was Danger. Anger again flashed in his eyes...
Read MoreHaving 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.
Read MoreThere 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.
Read MoreMy 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.
Read MoreThe 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.
Read MoreMy 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.
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