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Louie the Loser, Pt. 2

December 12, 2020

This is Part 2 of a two part post.  You can read Part 1 here.

Louie began to take our bus home from school 2 or 3 days a week then follow Vinnie to his house. And when I’d changed my clothes to play, there he’d be in The Hayfield, waiting. I want to be captain. I want Vinny on my team. No fair, you cheated. Vinny had to go along with him because of his Dad’s job, and Glenn (not my brother Glenn, Glenn from down the street) went along because he had a crush on Louie’s sister, Anna. My Mom said Just ignore him but I couldn’t do it. Finally one afternoon I lost it and called him Louie the Loser to his face. He shoved me and I busted him right in the nose. He ran to Vinny’s house, blood dripping down on his shirt … and we all scattered, figuring trouble was ahead. (more…)

Louie the Loser, Pt. 1

December 10, 2020

I grew up in the small suburban town of East Haven, Connecticut, on Bradley Street, a neighborhood of modest ranch style homes. Behind our house was The Hayfield. I don’t think it was ever used for hay, but that’s what we called it. Across The Hayfield were several miles of woods, home of the Arrow Patch, where we harvested long straight sticks to make arrow for our homemade bows, and Indian Cave, a pile of huge boulders that formed a natural cave. The Woods were the home of our adventures, real and otherwise. The Hayfield was out athletic facility. Several times a year, we would borrow our Dads’ lawnmowers and mow a large area that served as a football and baseball field. Once, we mowed smaller areas to be the tees and greens for a golf course, but the grass was so course that most times, we lost our balls, and even if we got the ball on the green it was too rough to putt. So, we’d have to sneak onto the nearby municipal course for golf. (more…)

Very Short Story

April 25, 2009

It had been a long week.     People told him to Let Go and Let God until he thought he’d scream. (more…)