short stories

I MIGHT BE A BABBLING IDIOT…. BUT SO ARE YOU (these ducks used to be pretty tight until 2020)

By Teresa McIntosh-Hall You think I am a babbling idiot because I post about the importance of getting the COVID vaccination.  I think you’re a babbling idiot because you post AGAINST getting the COVID vaccination.  So where exactly does that leave us?  We eventually have to meet somewhere in the middle…in that difficult and dark […]

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BE MINE

I was an awkward girl. Dorky would be a better word.  I was told by many that I was “funny” and yet I wasn’t trying to be funny.  With sun kissed freckles, crooked teeth, two hearing aids to help me hear, a deaf nasal accent and with legs so long and skinny, I resembled a

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The Box

Most of us accumulate a lot of junk as we age.  Boxes of dishes, books, gadgets and clutter sit in piles in our basement and I can’t help but wonder what in the world our children will do with all of our clutter when we leave this earth.  What items will they keep to remind

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STRONGER TOGETHER

Since human beings first evolved, we have learned one universal truth…we ARE stronger together.  It’s why we should pay careful attention to anyone who wants to divide us from our spouse, our family, our colleagues, our friends or our community.  Even 2000 years ago men were speaking and writing about the importance of staying united

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BODY SHAMING IN THE VILLE; Painted Blue Bellies Welcome Here (except if you are a woman)

We live in a small town. News travels fast. Gossip travels faster.  Sometimes it’s hard to the tell the difference between the two.  I am grateful I raised my kids in the Ohio heartland with a school that has a graduating class average of 120-130 kids.  Everyone pretty much knows everyone.  You can’t grocery shop

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Cousins

Growing up in the 70s it was a big deal when we loaded up the car about once a month and drove south five hours to visit our cousins in Kentucky. It was a world full of love, delicious southern food, loving grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles and never ending adventures. We would usually arrive around

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