Stories

Stories … dealing with the AmericanExperience

My Life as a Kid (1951-1961)

For 11 years, 1951-1961, my school was a squarish, 3 storey, red brick facility in Logan Falls, Ohio built in 1927 after a fire destroyed the previous wooded school…

Civics Class (1956)

Outside the school, a light rain fell, dripping down the old red bricks.  Inside the 9th grade civics classroom, shiny-clean students with new fall clothes barely noticed the weather…

Enlightened Self-Interest (1957)

In 1957, I was 4’11” tall, entering the  9th  grade, and still shorter than many girls.  I tried hard at basketball, the big sport at our school that couldn’t…

History Class in High School 1960

As I walked into class, absently observing the back side of Cary Ross, the tardy bell rang, and we both scrambled to our seats.  If you were not seated…

Elaine

As the sun was preparing to set behind the reddish stone buildings and green elms at school, I was walking along the path toward my apartment in Billings Hall. …

Our Son Came Home from School

Our son came home from school last week. I wanted to touch him, but I only brushed his cheek.  We were both wary, but I really wanted to talk…

About Me

I’m Gus. These stories are mostly about my history, but some have been made up. As I keep writing, I am hoping that my imagination will become more powerful. I would like to tell stories that are meaningful to people beyond my immediate family, friends, and business associates. Please let me know how you think I am doing.

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