When Christmas Came on December 17
Dec19

When Christmas Came on December 17

By Rick Smith My fast pitch-softball teammate jabbed my ribs with the end of a bat while advising, “Wake-up, Smith. Don’t be missing any more signals.” In my prior time at bat I’d missed a bunt signal from our third base coach. I assured my teammate that I wouldn’t miss a signal again, but he continued to poke at my side and declare, “Wake up, Smith.” Then I did wake up. On the Way Home I...

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The Rescue
Nov30

The Rescue

By Rick Smith At first sight we were instantly alarmed. “Oh, no,” my wife expressed with subdued panic. There, in the middle of a busy neighborhood street, was a lost dog, and he was obviously confused and uncertain. Wandering in and out of the two lanes of traffic, cars and trucks stopped from both directions to yield. “Oh, my God, he’s going to get hit,” my wife foresaw as her panic-tone went up a...

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Poop Bag Payoff by Rick Smith
Jun01

Poop Bag Payoff by Rick Smith

May 28, 2019 Poop Bag Payoff By Rick Smith Brody recognized at once what was dangling from Grampy’s clenched right hand. “Why are you carrying that poop bag around, Grampy?” he asked. Brody was a veteran dog poop picker-upper, faithfully fulfilling the duty at home as one of his family chores. Strolling by at the same moment a man and a woman were walking their dog on main street at Goldfield Ghost Town located just...

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Homecoming by Rick Smith
Mar29

Homecoming by Rick Smith

March 29, 2019 By Rick Smith Photographs by Judy Conklin & Les Conklin Introduction Author Rick Smith is a musician who plays the guitar and sings. He also served as a journalist during the Vienames War and lived to write a book about it. In the article below, Rick writes about a very special moment that he  experienced while performing at the Carefree Gardens. My wife Judy and I visited Vietnam in December 2018.  As our...

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Time Will Tell by Rick Smith
Apr01

Time Will Tell by Rick Smith

Is time perfection? Is there something about time that, by its mere existence, makes it the validation of God? After all, time was here long before any of us came along. And, it’ll still be marching-on long after we’re gone. Perhaps time is a wave, ridden by humanity, one generation after another. But, are the dearly departed truly off the wave? Or, just in another realm of the wave of time? We’re all fascinated by...

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