FACING THE WINDMILLS

As an emerging teenager in the eary 1940s, in no way was I perfect, and I did not consider myself to be so. However, I was a romantic idealist through and through. I read biographies of Robert E. Lee and Abraham Lincoln and was familiar with stories of Roland and Oliver, Sir Gallahad and Robert […]

GEORGE

Three days ago I wrote the story of “The Golden Arm,” a yarn that I told to my nephews and nieces long years ago. Today I am recording another of their favorites — “George.” I hope you enjoy. Dave Cooper was a down-to-earth sort of fellow.  He had no truck with anything stupid like ghosts, […]

The Golden Arm

I was fortunate enough to have 24 nephews and nieces. I loved them all. When I was a teenager and they were young I would sometimes entertain them with stories. One of their favorites was “The Golden Arm,” a story that has been around since Mark Twain — and probably before. The following was my […]