School Days, School Daze | Watching the Trains Go By | Fishing for Whales | The Corncob Capers | The Quinine Quisling | The Tale of the Toe-Hair Transaction | The Case of the Cantankerous Cat | The Big Ditch Debacle | He’s Home! Chester was the third-born child of …
The Name | The Classroom Complex | The Teachers | The Curriculum | The Extracurricular | Ingress and Egress | The Seven-Year Itch | The Restrooms | Special Assignments | A Miniature World | A Bois D’Arc Benediction The Influence The Bois D’Arc Baptist Church, with its one-room-frame-constructed building, was …
* * * * Promise In pre-creation’s timeless span, Before the human race began; Before there was a day or night, Before God said, “Let there be light;” Before the firmament was formed, Before the glacial earth was warmed; Before the sun had soared and flamed, Before the beasts of …
I envy those who are composed, Whose doubts and fears are gone; While wild and free down inside me A constant war goes on. * * * Deep within my mind and heart Two men crowd the lane; One is soft and humble And one is hard and vain. Their …
As you know, I live out in the boondocks, And I found it exceedingly hard To make my way into the city To buy you a nice birthday card. But had I been able to do so I’d have searched through each store & each shop For a card with a frilly-blue border And a white …
Stories are told of buccaneers bold Who preyed on ships a-crest, And of outlaw men who time and again Plundered and pillaged the west. This lawless breed, impelled by greed, Divided their loot by the share. Now each passing day I too fall prey To the bandit behind my chair. …
You’ve read of the wreck of the Hesperus On a stormy sea one night, And you’ve read of the Wonderful One Hoss Shay That was built with precision and might. And numerous other tales you’ve read, Each one was told right well; But none will ever measure up To the …
Oft in disquietude I sit And for things lost I grieve and pine. And in my grief I quite forget The gracious things that still are mine. *** I read about a girl and boy, So full of dreams, so young, so fair. Their smiles reflected peace and joy. They …
In my primal times of ego, In my dawning days of childhood, In my first-remembered moments, In my spawning hours of fear; I remember hearing echoes As if spoken by the angels; I remember that a Whisper Seemed to always linger near. As I slipped away from childhood, As I …
I, Robert Harrell (Hal) Upchurch, the 4th born son of Frank and Winnie Upchurch, was born on a farm near Itasca, Texas, on May 4, 1918, where I was raised as the brother of Harry, Howard, Chester, Alice and Buddy. * On September 4, 1941, in the Belknap Baptist Church …
