“Play it by ear.” You hear that a lot these days. “Let’s play it by ear.” Sounds so easy. Not much planning or research or thinking about it. You just go for it and do it. That sounds easy doesn't it? Hear it all the time. In fact, I heard someone say that just today. It reminded me that I have been meaning to tell you about how I got this mangled up right ear. I know you have noticed it. I have seen you looking at it, and probably wondering, maybe for a second or two, what
"Hello, hunters and outdoorsmen everywhere! This is Bruce Dewitt, and welcome to The Oklahoma Sportsman, where each week we bring you another exciting outdoor adventure. Today, we’re out in the wheat ﬁelds in northern Oklahoma, going after one of the trickiest and most clever game animals to be had up here in this part of the state: the elusive but dreaded North American ﬁeld mouse. We’re right out in the middle of one of the legendary wheat ﬁelds in this place that is called
“Oui, Oui” said Fiﬁ , so Ben took her into the bedroom and pointed out the bathroom. Being a gentleman, he turned to walk out the door. “Monsieur, Oui, Oui.” “I know, I’ll be right outside.” Ben kept walking. “Monsieur! Oui . . Oui!” “Now look … if you got to go, you’ve got to go. Just go ahead and go!” Ben left the room and never heard the sobbing. *** Ben had come to Paris for a purpose. He was staying in a nice hotel near the Eiﬀel Tower. It was his ﬁrst time in France.
My friend Ben used to watch old Lewis hobble along the sidewalk of the downtown square back in Enid, Oklahoma. Lewis always had his crutches, one under each arm, and he literally dragged his legs and feet along as he pivoted the crutches back and forth. He had gotten really good at it. Ben had seen him going along without missing a beat even when the streets and sidewalks were covered with a layer of ice. Ben never knew how Lewis became crippled, and he could not remember a
From the book "Twisted by the Wind" Ben used to go down to the park on Sundays with Frankie, his cousin. They were about nine or ten at the most. One particular summer, things got real interesting. Frankie had learned how to look out for himself by that time. He could about squeeze himself into anything interesting that was going on and make it work out for his own benefit. His momma spent a lot of time working, and, with no father to turn to, Frankie kind of grabbed on to B
I love book stores, and the opportunity to spend a few hours in one greeting my readers and personally signing a book for them is a special treat for me. Book club gatherings are great, too. I enjoy talking about my books and telling a story or two. Readers are nice people. #photo #TomHays #friendship #humor #inspiration #shortstories #Booksignings #bookclubs