Category Archives: Tall Tales

Jonny Boy

In more ways than ever you were like the family pet- huge, noisy,slept on the floor and kinda hairy. We gave you our mom and she accepted you and your brothers with open arms. We gave you our Beverly and … Continue reading

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I Am Henryk

I Am Henryk based on a true story A Screenplay by George Hartman OPENING CREDITS ROLL MUSIC: An elaborate electronic space sound. Smooth and as continuous as the moving camera’s journey to earth. EXT: Deep in the universe, far from … Continue reading

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nucleomituphobia.

Here is the obituary of trying: millions cascaded the streets swinging signs of hope. The skies were dreary but there was love and unity everywhere. “america first” is what we are told we will become. When once we were so … Continue reading

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(mikes bar)

about Mikes bar was an old mans bar on Roosevelt avenue right before the West Carteret bridge. I t was the quintessential filthy bar with a Jukebox, pool table and black and white Tv up on a shelf. It’s not … Continue reading

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Hard to describe in words

You may find yourself… One day I woke up here and the sun was spilling into our bed in what seemed to be huge buckets of yellow and orange paint. We had breakfast together and then went outside into the … Continue reading

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Gill-go-round

In this months PTMYT (April 2014) another old mysterious Gill photo taken on Austin street in Westfield NJ. (probably). This photo had the same kind of look and feel of another old Gill photo mentioned in a previous BLOG POST. … Continue reading

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Gettysburg 1970

two score and three years ago our father, full of determination and curiosity gathered his young family into a green Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser and journeyed 200 miles southwest into the belly of American history, the fields of Civil War death, … Continue reading

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All we are, is all we will ever be.

I’d like to bring you back again and see if you changed your mind about death. Brenda called “SHOTGUN!” as my sisters ran to my car. Beverly just smiled and elegantly squeezed her long lean body into the crowded back … Continue reading

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As I was saying, the moon was orange…

…thru the pine trees of our camp site. It felt like we were a million miles from New Jersey but there we were right squat in the middle of it. In the middle of what seemed to be nowhere. You … Continue reading

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low tide

A wooden house in eastern Europe. Elm trees. Low hills. My walking stick. “Let me sketch you.” Set yourself free. Charcoal shadows and hollow air. The earth sings goodbye to another day. Brisk and fresh. Steam and mist. There is … Continue reading

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