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My stories

Cherry

Once Over Lightly

" Once Over Lightly " The Salon looked innocuous enough. It sat quietly in the corner of a small suburban Plaza. " New Age Tanning Salon" read the corporate logo, in large and colorful letters. The lights glowed brightly through the early morning gloom. " Open 24 hrs., beckoned the flashing neon. It was a welcome that few apparently resisted.

Yard Sale

The Yard Sale The dazzling-bright cool, of a July Chautauqua Lake morning, was glorious. A brilliant sun sparkled above us and was reflected in the indigo blue of the

Epiphanies in Stone

Epiphanies in Stone The entrance gates are a massive granite and wrought iron affair that would do honor to a Loire Valley Chateau. "Forest Lawn is emblazoned across the top-center of these 30 foot portals underneath a lacy, wrought- iron escutcheon. Inside the gates, it is the quiet that first startles you. That and the gentle rolling expanse of emerald green grass, studded with marble and granite tombstones.

Window Slammers

The Window Slammers Sometimes, it feels like you just can't do anything right. The morning had started out well enough. We had hashed out the details of the Ferguson contract, at a breakfast meeting, in the mid-town Hyatt. We were happy with the negotiations. The French concern of "Ferguson et Fils" are heavy hitters in the field of International Customs Brokerage. Their legal needs would be diverse and involved. It meant big money for our firm. More importantly, it was a very big notch on my own corporate gun. It meant that I would advance another rung on the partnership ladder, and be remembered at bonus time.

The Iron Kinger

THE IRON KINGER Several decades ago, throughout the Northeast, there grew towering groves of American Chestnut Trees. It was an era before the blight that almost doomed the species to extinction. These noble hardwoods rose sixty to seventy feet in the air, with large umbrella-like leafy canopies, that blocked out the sun and provided welcome patches of shade from the Summer heat.

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