So, Boone, you're nine,
And doing fine,
You're quite a clever boy!
And I'm so happy
To be your Grandpappy,
My heart is full of joy!
Stay happy, Boone,
I'll see you in June!
Much Love,
Pa Rock
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Welcome to my cocktail of old writing scraps, special memories, and current personal opinion. Please feel free to comment, criticize, or remark in any way that makes you feel better. This effort is lovingly dedicated to my grandchildren - Boone, Sebastian, Judah, Willow, Olive, and Sullivan - golden portals to the future. May they all have a place at the table in a fair and just society. -- Pa Rock (Rocky Macy)
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- Let's Move On
- Boone Says Thanks!
- Rusty Pails #39 The Ruby Bee Caper (Part 2)
- McBush's Pickpocket
- The Dying Western
- Indy Rides Again!
- Rusty Pails #38: The Ruby Bee Caper (Part 1)
- How to Make a Newspaper Column Successful
- The "A" Word
- No Such Thing as a Bad Day
- But It's a Dry Heat!
- The Stolen Submarine
- Aunt Mary and Her Girls
- The Roses and Surfers of I.B.
- Sugar
- Siss Sreaves
- The Del Coronado
- The High Cost of Life
- Happy Birthday, Boone!
- Another Weekend - Big Deal!
- Rusty Pails #37: The Hornet's Nest
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About Me
- Pa Rock
- West Plains, Missouri, United States
- I'm just me - a solitary wanderer who trekked across much of the world and recently retired to a small farm in the Ozarks. My checkered past includes time spent as an Army officer, high school teacher and principal, real estate broker, child protection worker and administrator, and social worker with the U.S. military. Over the years I have resided in a variety of places including Missouri, Virginia, Okinawa, Kansas, Kentucky, and Arizona. I have also traveled to Germany, Mexico, Canada, Russia, Sweden, Great Britain, Belize, Guatemala, Taiwan, Guam, South Korea, Vietnam, and numerous islands in the Caribbean - including Cuba. I have ridden in a Russian ambulance, hitch-hiked across Moscow late at night, fought an ostrich, celebrated New Year's at a street party in Hanoi, and bicycled across the Caribbean. My travels have taken me to Ground Zero in Hiroshima, the Bolshoi Ballet, China Beach, and the White House kitchen. The nine things in life that I am most proud of are my children: Nick, Molly, and Tim, and my grandchildren: Boone, Sebastian, Judah, Olive, Willow, and Sullivan. Life has been very good to me indeed!
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