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Mr. Rogers grace exists in miniature cities of kindness, - the tranquil tones of forgiveness, level to the eye of a single frighten child. - For him, and in that moment, that child is the most precious thing in the world. - He blesses them with positive ways of dealing with their feelings; - the…
Let the black dogs run wild, sharpen the knives for some real back stabbing, roundup the usual suspects, the mystery is about to begin. - The cardigan teen with his nose buried in his iPhone- he’s a suspect- murderous thoughts sprouting his blood-brain barrier. - The neglected son tethered to a high ranking, paying position…
With the sound of sirens screaming outside, ten knocks on the door, the shout of authority flooding in from the red steel, would Joe American give up Anne Frank hiding in the attic among his dusty relics, the crawl space shared with a family of rats, living under the loose floorboards among the stacks of…
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Those who tread the thin blue line knows it follows through their lineage. - Strong boys become men, then become cops. The rest become robbers, the devil that stares them in the eye for the rest of their life. - If they are good they’ll get their shoot out in the slaughterhouse.
It’s hard to tell the lies of impression, the little bits of puffery that makes one look good in the eyes of a would be admirer. - One may say their name with a French flair. Betty becomes Bette. Roy becomes Roy-al, with the long affected A stretched out to tomorrow. - One may even…
Every Angel Second Class jumps into the river of George Bailey’s despair, and after being rescued shows everything that never should have existed, everything that was, everything that could be contained in the Odbody of his inner existence, the baptism, the worth and joy of all his toil. - -No man gets into heaven by…
Read More "I See Celluloid Angels and Not One of Them Is Charlie’s"
Everything is a continuous white line that goes on forever to the horizon where the next dream is always ahead. - Just you and the mustang a body and a machine moving through space and time. - Drive like you mean it. Drive hard. Drive tight. - The Mustang is a wild bronco not wanting…
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The stars on the flag started falling off when Private Walker returned home to Tennessee after six months of being in country in Afghanistan. - At Camp Leatherneck on the treadmill he folded five points to pentagrams, imagined fireworks nova his welcome back. - The flag rarely flapped in the arid silence of base camp.…
Stella remembers when the Zeros flew thru her backyard and she saw Pearl Harbor in flames, blue bodies bouncing on the waves. - Afterward, welders melted the steel of capsized destroyers hoping to rescue any upside down survivors. - Her Billy drafted six months before would fly Wildcats in the Marshall Islands and in the…
