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First draft It Is Always Worth It By: M.D. Mynhier I had
First draft It Is Always Worth It By: M.D. Mynhier I had parked along the long abandoned railroad tracks that had become no more than an overgrow...

Frozen Silly BY: M.D. Mynhier Ice ebbed outward from the banks
Frozen Silly BY: M.D. Mynhier Ice ebbed outward from the banks on both sides of the narrow stream that fed into the North Fork of Triplett. It was...

Some Are Forever BY: M.D. Mynhier We were seated at our
Some Are Forever BY: M.D. Mynhier We were seated at our table and enjoying our meal when I noticed a very old woman moving slowly through the resta...

The rest of the story. From Porch Swings to Sea Swells and
The rest of the story. From Porch Swings to Sea Swells and Back BY: M.D. Mynhier I sat on the deck near the stern and watched a Bald Eagle circ...

How Apples Fall BY: M.D. Mynhier Sipping on the first glass from
How Apples Fall BY: M.D. Mynhier Sipping on the first glass from a pitcher of Key lime margaritas, I settled to thinking about my last fishing trip ...

A Feeling Like Home BY: M.D. Mynhier As I made my way through
A Feeling Like Home BY: M.D. Mynhier As I made my way through the darkness of a predawn summer morning along a long, winding farm road that led to a...