Posts Tagged best friend Barry

Don’t Do It Barry

Staying on the Buckeye theme, here’s another one about my pal, Barry. Too bad he doesn’t read any of this stuff. I just know he’d love the stories I write about him! I might add, the Buckeye theme this week isn’t proving to be too popular. Only two people read my “Ken” story yesterday. Sup wit dat? Read the rest of this entry »

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Forever Changed

This is a work of fiction for the most part. I’m not sure my first kiss was from Lisa (my best friend Barry’s cousin, by the way). But it’s the memory of that spinning bottle, and that fear coursing through a young boy’s brain and body that this little ditty is about. The names, the faces, the places… pick your own, and go back when. That’s what I did. This is my weekly post to the Gooseberry Garden poetry picnic. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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Don’t Do It Barry

As I mentioned in the story about the Drew twins (two parts), Barry was my best friend all through grade school, and most of high school. We drifted apart somewhere along the way. In any case, I want to tell you one quick “Barry” story to top off the day then I’ll let y’all be until tomorrow. Read the rest of this entry »

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Forever Changed

This is a work of fiction for the most part. I’m not sure my first kiss was from Lisa (my best friend Barry’s cousin, by the way). But it’s the memory of that spinning bottle, and that fear coursing through a young boys brain and body that this little ditty is about. The names, the faces, the places… you pick your own, and go back when. That’s what I did. Read the rest of this entry »

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Don’t Do It Barry

As I mentioned in the story about the Drew twins, Barry was my best friend all through grade school, and most of high school. We drifted apart somewhere along the way. In any case, I want to tell you one quick “Barry” story to top off the day then I’ll let y’all be until tomorrow. Read the rest of this entry »

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