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My stories

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.

The Tiger Gun

T H E T I G E R G U N When we were children, Carl and I used to roam the wilds of Cazenovia Park, on the South side of Buffalo, N.Y. . We walked the creek banks there, exploring the fauna and flora with all the animation and wide eyed wonder of Henry Stanley searching for Lake Victoria in Africa.

Flight of the Gaels

The Flight Of The Gaels During the 1840's, the Irish scattered from their homeland, like the flight of the wild geese. Hunger and oppression prodded them, like a drover's goad, to the four corners of the earth.

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