Slim Randles
“Ol’ Max Evans, The First Thousands Years”
When Harley Jacobsen came into Doc’s office the other day for his physical it was a treat for Doc. Harley is one of Doc’s favorite people. Harley is a farmer.…
Read MoreThe Duality Of Spring
Spring mornings are a lot like Christmas. Each day we get up and go out into the yard, or walk along the creek or visit the horses in the pasture.…
Read MoreHard-a-hearin’
Windy Wilson dropped anchor at the philosophy counter just about the time we’d finished the hash browns with chile on the side. Red this time. Windy looked terrible. “What’s wrong,…
Read MoreYou Can Overdo A Good Thing
Doc was just getting up to leave the philosophy counter as Herb walked in. Herb was grinning and flexing muscles and had the look of eagles in his eyes. We…
Read MoreBetter Safe Than Sorry
“No, Doc,” Windy said, “don’t hurt or nothin’ like that, but you know, with all the plagues goin’ on right now, figgered it’s better to be safe than … “…
Read MoreMore Than One Way To Have A Family
Every now and then, thought Doc, that opportunity comes back to haunt me. Like it is right now on this crisp morning walk. It came early in his medical life,…
Read MoreThe Turkey Deserves Our Respect
Happy Thanksgiving, world! One of my favorite days, but I couldn’t tell you why … exactly. Oh, it’s time to get the clan together around the table and compliment Grandma…
Read MoreDrinkin’ Your Fruit Juices
You get them flu shots ever’ fall? I try not to, but Doc has this year nurse that’s not only stouter’n a streetsweeper, but fleet of foot as well. This…
Read MoreTwo More Years
Have you been counting the minutes until election day when your neighbors can remove all those campaign signs from their lawns for another two years? Yes, these are mid-term elections,…
Read MoreThe Locate Call
It’s the music of the Western mountains, and this is the only time we get to hear it. It has a hollow sound, as though a flute were a foot…
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