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Weekly Contest #252
DON'T YOU WISH Owen Matmor was an ardent, dedicated walker. Naturally, he enjoyed other activities -- such as bicycling and swimming -- but hiking was his favorite pastime. A native of Dubuque, Iowa, Owen was single and twenty-six years old. He worked as an AC/ heating system repairman during the week, and moonlighted as a TV satellite dish installer in his spare time. Over the years, he had hiked the Camino de Santiago across northern Spain. He had walked the Cotswolds Trail across part of southern England. In the United States, he had ...
Weekly Contest #243
The global pandemic was unstoppable. As soon as one vaccine was developed for the deadly air-borne scourge, the virus mutated, and the race was on to develop another. But it was a futile battle against time and statistical certainty. The human species was in a fatal downward spiral. Nature had outwitted medical science. The deaths came in a tsunami of disbelief, horror, and despair. Businesses closed for lack of workers. The world economy collapsed. Governments gradually shut down. Police and fire protection dwindled, then vanished. Civ...
Weekly Contest #142
Perhaps it was inevitable. For what is life but a never-ending cavalcade of change and loss? People around the world stopped purchasing -- then soon, completely stopped reading -- physical books and other print media such as newspapers and magazines. Bookstores and publishers went out of business. Writers went broke and gave up hope, and ultimately abandoned their chosen profession. Finally, one by one, libraries across the globe were closed and repurposed. This all came about over a generation's time as governments realized that the sim...
Weekly Contest #103
GUARDIAN Whether you realize it or not -- from the moment of your conception in the womb to the instant of your last exhaled breath – you are being lovingly watched over and protected by a unique and powerful spiritual being. Some faiths refer to this entity as your ‘guardian angel’. It helps you choose between right and wrong, and acts as your ‘inner voice’ -- your conscience. This spirit has been represented in artworks from many cultures across the ages. Sometimes the angel has wings, but like the halo in related religious im...
Weekly Contest #99
THE DISCOVERY It was a hot, humid July in 1961. I was just shy of my tenth birthday. We lived on the South Side of Chicago, about six city blocks from Rainbow Beach on Lake Michigan. In the summer, I would often return alone to the beach on my green Schwinnbicycle with a small, broken window screen. There I would sift the sand in the spots where most of the daytime crowds congregated -- looking for lost coins, rings, earrings, keys, or anything else of value. It was akin to panning for gold, I told myself, remembering the books I read abou...
Weekly Contest #95
THE DECISION It was June in 1975, and I had just graduated from Northern Illinois University in DeKalb, IL. My degree was in elementary education, and I was “gung-ho” to start my new teaching career. Unfortunately at that time, teaching jobs were scarce due to a nation-wide downturn in the economy. I needed a job andmoney badly. After my widower father had died the year before, we were forced to sell our house – with all of its furniture and appliances in it – for less than $9000. This sum was divided equally between my two...
Weekly Contest #92
I SAW THE LIGHT I was nine years old in 1960, and was living with my family on the South Side of Chicago. Our house was small – around 875 square feet, built of wood for my maternal grandparents in 1898 – with one area used as a bedroom by my two sisters, one bathroom, one bedroom for my parents, and one tiny bedroom for me. There was a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, and also a basement. We lived a few blocks from both the steel mills and Lake Michigan. Our house was sold -- with all of its furniture and appliances, for $8500 – af...
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