The two men went outside and climbed into the truck. Jim suggested his vehicle this time sighting that Tom's truck would need a few days before that smell would be gone. Tom happily agreed. The two set off the down the gravel road, north about a mile or so and then made a left onto …
The Old Man and Jake- Part 11
The old man looked into the bathroom mirror. Through the steam, he could see the wrinkled face looking back at him and he wondered where the time had gone. He sniffed the towel that he was drying off with and drew back quickly. "Ugh!", he said inwardly. He wondered how in the world the smell …
The Old Man and Jake- Part 10
Tom's truck rolled up to the open fence border and came to a stop behind another pick-up. Through the windshield he could see a man dressed in orange cap and shirt getting out of the driver's side. The bed of the truck had a dog box with a dog obviously in it, but the old …
The Old Man and Jake- Part 9
Last night's dinner with Jim and his wife had gone well. It was a welcomed treat to the old man, who had been surviving off the offerings of the local diner and what he could produce on the old Coleman stove. Not that there was anything wrong with those options, but the meal at Jim's …
The Old Man and Jake- Part 8
The old man's truck bounced down the gravel drive leading to Jim's house. It was the quintessential Dakota farm home. It's white siding was stained a slight brown from the constant barrage of wind-blown dust. There were two rocking chairs that sat on the front porch, the kind of chairs that weren't just for show, …
The Old Man and Jake- PT 4
It was a peaceful walk back to the truck that evening. The waning sun warmed the old man's skin as they zigzagged down the beaten path back to the parking lot. Even though the hunt was over, the old man's vest carrying three roosters, Jake continued to work a tight pattern out in front …
The Old Man and Jake- Part 1
The gravel pinged the side of the truck as it steered down the rock road. In the rear view, the old man could see the cloud of dust slowly billowing up behind his tires and drifting off the side of the road with the breeze. Out in front, he gazed upon miles and miles of …
The Fall Experience 