Tag: pain

Little Creek Of Pain To Little Race Of Pain (Part 4)

Admittedly, when I heard dad’s whistle I began to cuss. Cussing was an art form to us boys and I could hold my own with any of em’. Each of us had been homeschooled by some of the best. Our dads were cussing scholars. They could…

The Little Creek of Pain And Adventure (part 3)

How to field dress wounds

The Little Creek Of Pain And Adventure (part 2)

Part 2 (Dam Construction) Flower Garden Blues I froze…. Although the other boys continued their chatter, my ears focused on the sound of that whistle. As it came a second time, I scrambled to my feet, pushed through the group of boys, and after…

The Little Creek of Pain and Adventure (part 1)

(Come on, read a little story for a change) Part 1 Few things can attract a little boy more than a creek. As a little boy once myself, I can attest to the magnetic pull and adventurous sound of flowing water. There are muddy…