Saturday, August 24, 2013

Marihuana Mama

Ken Banks was always a dreamer. When he attended UC Berkeley he pictured himself doing something special to uplift mankind. But as the years passed, he became an accountant and businessman with a nice income, nice home and a lovely wife, Marianne.

And Ken became a pillar of his moneyed conservative community, joining Rotary and being elected to the City Council. Their daughter Amanda attended private school.

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Saturday, July 20, 2013

A Long Ago Innocent Romance

The year was 1917 and the U.S. had just joined the ferocious fighting of World War 1. Young men, even some under the age of 18, were recruited to fight the war.

All of the combatants on both sides of the war were young men remarkably like one another and they were all directed to if need be, die for the cause. Millions of them were killed.

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Saturday, July 6, 2013

Why Must War Be So Destructive?

Following many years of seemingly endless wars, the perpetrators of those wars sat down together to establish a new set of ground rules that would make those wars less randomly lethal to civilians and to end the destruction of property, which all the leaders agreed was very costly.

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Monday, July 1, 2013

Woobee And The Oobee Doobee

When William was a tot of 3, he struggled to pronounce his name, and as hard as he tried, his name came out "Woobee."

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Friday, June 28, 2013

A Lonely Soldier

There he stood on a Vancouver street corner, a 30 year old homeless man lost to the world. For who was there to love him or among those he had been close to, to even know if he was dead or alive?

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Monday, May 27, 2013

The Little Boy Who Could Fly

Some nights after 8 year old Tommy was tucked into bed, he dreamed he could fly. But that was always as far as those dreams took him. That is, until last Tuesday night when suddenly everything changed.

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Sunday, May 26, 2013

The Little Cottage In The Meadow

In a little cottage in a meadow, a couple had settled seeking a sanctuary of peace and tranquility in a beautiful setting. About 20 paces in front of their cottage, under a thick grove of deep green pine trees, a brook of crystal clear clean water flowed by.

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