Chapter Five By Jim Farrell A new day bringing rain and a new life dawned for Brother Bill. His first need was to get something to wear, so off he went into the forest in search of appropriate apparel. Being 2 feet 12 inches tall, one wouldn’t have much trouble finding something to wear, but…
Author: Jim Farrell
Normal
By Russ Farrell This old range in the kitchen We fed it alder wood. The darn thing made more ashes Than sixteen smokers should. The pan would fill I two days’ time, The draft plugs up in four, And Saturday when I come home The stove wouldn’t draw no more. I…
Grandpa Dick’s Brother Bill, Chapter 6
Chapter Six By Jim Farrell “You might think that this was the end of the story” Grandpa Dick said to the four of us as we lie around his rocking chair listening to his soft southern Missouri twang as the storm raged outside that little farm house nestled amongst the tall fir trees bending before…
OLD GUS AND THE BIBLE
By Russ Farrell This old Gus Nystrom, he lived down the road a-ways in a small shack affair and done his own cooking, on account of he was the only one living there. He’d quit the carpenter trade and was taking it pretty easy, except for some steelheading and stalking the mowich, except he would…
Matia Island, or Listen to Your First Mate
By Jim Farrell Many years ago, and they were back to the scene of the almost tragedy. Not only at the same island group, same island, but two of the same payers greeted them at the dock, as much surprised to see the other two as they were seeing them. The two were San Juan…